I hear my typing, the only thing that seems.. important?
I.. it's so fucking quiet..
Why? I seemingly have no clue how to talk about anything but the creaks of the rusty carousel in my mind.
But this feels like a day for a new chapter in my life?
I feel.. Odd?
Reminder:
Fist title- "thoughts & feelings"
Then I changed to "thots & grievings"
And then I basically got rid of the chapters when I realized no one cares about me whining like a child and now became "No thots & Still grieving" as of 2021
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One thought & Several feelings
Random(Warning! Some things I say may trigger people!) (( I have dark humor so beware I guess )) (((Also this is just a child growing up and posting things that I regret but uhhhh I might sensor this book soon))) you don't have to take my word for what I...
