I choose to write because it’s perfect for me.
It’s an escape, a place I can go to hide. It’s a friend, when I feel out casted
from everyone else. It’s a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own.
It’s a book, when I need to be somewhere else. It’s control, when I feel so out
of control. It’s healing, when everything seems pretty messed up.
And it’s fun, when life is just flat-out
boring. I need an entertainment :)
I hope for the best, since hoping for less
doesn’t seem to improve the results any.
Things end. People leave. And you know what?
Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn’t happen, how would you be able to
feel the good ones?
I think too much :')
I love who am I :')
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