Fill yourself up on the things around you. Until you're bursting.
And then let them lose upon the page.
Friday, July 11, 2008
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
2 comments:
That's exactly what I do with my diary... I try to remember every single happy moment and I tell it in detail. I can't hold myself back, the ink flows and flows. I'm not using normal diaries with a lock, I filled my last one, a very big writing book of 192 pages, in seven months... I capture my beautiful youth - who knows if it will always be like this ?
these are a writer's words. <3
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