I feel it's time to return to my journal. A place where my thoughts can be secret, and where my tears can hit the page to be kept forever (instead of making my computer sizzle.) For now my heart is to heavy to share with the world. And my words are to sharp to reason with friends. Back to the sloppy handwritten letters to a future self that may never come to be.
Back to the forgotten pages replaced by a screen. Because I'm tired of trying so instead I think I'll go back. Back
to being me.
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