Me: *scrolls through my books* *sees one of my most orginal books that had been the very first of it's kind (yes I checked-)*
the book: I have 3 published parts and 1 draft you left me with for months.
Me: I had an awesome idea for you and I was really excited to write about you....but-
The book: no one gave a fuck about me-
Me: *sighs* well I guess your getting deleted..
The book: Nuuu
Me: fine I'll save you into random writing ideas and label you as a discontinued book are you happy?
The book: that's fair-
Me: and maybe someday I'll pick you up again and re write you but a while lot better plot and story context then before
Motivation: I don't think so-
Me: maybe when you feel better-
Motivation: no- one- will care- therefore I will die once again
