This has been long overdue. Should have began my ramblings eons ago. Well for a 21 year old, call me old fashioned but I keep a journal. Mostly because I can rip everything under the ever diminishing sun apart without having to worry about nothing. Well almost.
My journal has been ravished and need I say ‘raped’ by my school mates whom if I remember correctly I haven’t spoken to for over a year in the two years that I was in that institution. Institution doesn’t sound too good but that directly means my school. Well, they broke into my locker for say perhaps lack of imaginative things on their mind to bother about. But then hey, if you gain some silly little pleasures out of reading sinister cynical bugles of a 17 year old and if you’re getting off it, gesundheit!
Sound like a lil’ girl whining? Well not that there’s anything wrong with whining whether it’s a girl or a boy but hey, it’s a mechanism that has taken years to develop!
Pseudo writer that I am…wait I don’t even think I’m legit to term myself that.
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