Some people say writing is a way of releasing yourself and that it makes them feel better in some sense. I don’t find this method to work for me, I’d rather sit down and have a nice thorough talk with someone in order to rid myself of all stress and frustration.
Writing would be…
i don’t mind the criticism as much, it’s just that deep down, i’ll know what i want.
My heart is so vulnerable; my mind. lost and confused. i’m in a state where i can’t even think or feel clearly. i don’t know where my heart will lead me. i don’t want to talk about this to anyone anymore. i just want to be by myself and suffer quietly. i rather keep it to myself. if i can get through this on my own, i’ll come out even stronger.
i was first at my cousins house in the morning. fell asleep there at 1 and woke up at 3. so coold man. it wasn’t that great of a way to start my new years. sooo when i got home, i got all comfy and stuff, but i couldn’t sleep at all. that nap at my cousins house got me awake so i ended up laying in bed for 2 hours with nothing but my thoughts playing games on me. i wake up at 11 and tried to go back to sleep, but it was too cold, and ended up laying there for an hour or so. then got up and ate breakfast, then round two breakfast with my family. good talk was fun, got my mind off things. then i started to get ready for kayla’s debu. Me and my broham arrived there extra early to practice for our little performance. it worked out okay. during the actual thing, i didn’t expect michelle to be there. caught me off guard. but it was cool beans. haha. but yeah, amazing night :) happy birthday to kayla again :) you’re an amazing person!