one of my very best friends asked me if i ever wrote down my emotions. you know, especially when there isn’t someone to listen to you vent or ramble about how much of a wreck you think your life is? to be honest, i hadn’t written a post since i was 11 (my parents, i mean, Santa Clause, got me a Hello Kitty diary, in which i wrote obsessively for about a year. i wrote about boys, food, my new glasses, music, the world, really).
we’re gonna try this whole writing thing again. i’m curious to see how this will go. join me, yeah?
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