its actually really quite hard to find this laptop.
let alone find a place alone and safe, plug in
the charger, get onto the internet and unblock
facebook, blogger... why do i even bother?
do i even need to publish my writing?
lately ive been writing in my diary, like i
always have, but with the intention of no one
ever reading it. it kinda scares me. makes me
feel alone. i know i like to be alone. but to
be unheard... unread... unblogged even?
its a bizare feeling. i need someone to somehow
read my writing my criticise me before i
get far too carried away.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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"THE WORDS OF THE PROPHETS ARE WRITTEN ON THE SUBWAY WALLS"
"LOVE ON, MAKE ON, WRITE ON, DREAM ON"
"ONE PERSON CAN CHANGE MY WORLD"
"YOU ARE MY KIND OF BEAUTIFUL"




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