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i have awesome pictures and it makes me squeal with joy.
last night i had a crazy experience.
i couldn't fall asleep. i was listening to music and all of a sudden.. i had to write. i grabbed my binder on instinct, felt out where the pencil was in the dark. and i wrote in the dark. it was wierd, almost euphoric, i dunno. i didn't look at the page since i couldn't see anyway. so here i was: sitting up in bed in the middle of the night, scribbling furiously without any visual aid, eyes rolling around the room, listening to music, grinning madly. i thought i was crazy. what i wrote wasn't even good, but i was WRITING again. i went to sleep with this sort of high... god, i must be insane.
the last thing i wrote (it was all exceptionally legible) was "she's happier than ever. she knows this is when she's alive, if ever."
p.s. i <3 tampons. i knew you all wanted to know that.
i have awesome pictures and it makes me squeal with joy.
last night i had a crazy experience.
i couldn't fall asleep. i was listening to music and all of a sudden.. i had to write. i grabbed my binder on instinct, felt out where the pencil was in the dark. and i wrote in the dark. it was wierd, almost euphoric, i dunno. i didn't look at the page since i couldn't see anyway. so here i was: sitting up in bed in the middle of the night, scribbling furiously without any visual aid, eyes rolling around the room, listening to music, grinning madly. i thought i was crazy. what i wrote wasn't even good, but i was WRITING again. i went to sleep with this sort of high... god, i must be insane.
the last thing i wrote (it was all exceptionally legible) was "she's happier than ever. she knows this is when she's alive, if ever."
p.s. i <3 tampons. i knew you all wanted to know that.