I’m realizing why I can’t write. I’ve locked myself away. I’ve hidden my deepest thoughts in the darkest corner of my mind. I was afraid of judgment until I then realized that you don’t read my shit anyway.
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I know you've heard this before but there are people in my head. A few of them are good and then there are the bad ones too. Together we muse quite often on the absurdities of life. This is our minutes of meetings. View all posts by 4everQuixotic