I just don't...get it

[diseased_inside]

I wrote quite a bit this weekend. Finally got started on something that's been knocking around my skull for weeks. Transcribed some more from my journal. I noticed while I was writing that, sans many distractions I can actually be somewhat productive

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[cakeearthhead]

Sounds like we come from a similer place. I write from my kidneys, not writing would be like not peeing, i'd drown in piss. I know not all the thoughts i think are plesent, but thats the nature of my illness, depression and mania make strange bedfellows and as my emtions jerk like a yo-yo the odd ball way i cram ideas together grinds aginst the emtional whiplash into a number of unplesent ideas. Which, without any kind of outlet would simply fester in my brain untill they grew fertile and gave birth to something i really wouldn't want. So i write, and often times, even if they're about unplesent things, i like how they sound. So i share them