When I get mad, I like to write. When I’m depressed, I like to write. A lot of times, rather than sit and talk with someone about how I’m feeling, I write - simply because it’s easier, faster and sometimes all I need to do is vent… somewhere… and writing helps.
New Years Eve didn’t go according to plan. And yes, I had plans. At about 11:30 pm,
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