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today i am writing about nothing in particular. SOOOO bored as if I'm walking through water instead of air, ebb flow. I think its important to go out but i don't do it, not that i could rn, this virus eating up my lungs with no trace, but i feel nothing physically. thank gOD. I graduate in like a month.......... studying exams as if there's anything out there for any of us with the way we're living our lives on this planet. pollution, anger, war. now I'm using a rebooted retro social media to express my feelings instead of a regular journal, pretty pathetic of me not gonna lie, although i think this is the home of alternative kids or something. I do not like the word alternative, as a matter of fact, I don't like alternative at ALL. the new alternative tiktok stacking clothes on top of one another. Yea i hate alternative. unless its alt rock. now we're talking. These past few years have been all about heavy music to me and i think grunge, where my roots are planted, it doesn't faze me anymore and so, I've turned to other bands and other genres to satisfy my hunger. Music is everything you see and i feed off of it. All my money goes into compact discs and band shirts as if i should spend this much. and All my time goes into waiting for something. Waiting to get through this week so i can get through another. I don't think sitting in my room writing out a blog post is gonna help the fact that I'm utterly isolated, i need to come out of my shell i do, but at least its a form of self expression and other people can read it and maybe even judge me from their homes, I'm interested in comments i may or may not get. Probably may not is more right, but i write for myself. idk if i should publish something so meaningless and deep, maybe ill diary this post. Maybe not. maybe i'll write dozens more and maybe ill get famous. Are there even people on this platform? who didn't quit after a day of creating their account? if so and you fucking love the internet then i think you should send me a friend request or private message me cause this life is such a bore.
I love writing. I've always loved writing. and I'm always writing something. Feelings, fiction. a caption for a post or maybe even love letters. Sharing shit like this with the internet could potentially lead to my burnout and fading away. unfortunately I'm too closed of a person to talk about what i feel to someone specific and too much of an attention whre to not run my mouth on stuff. I think this is it for rn, maybe ill go into writing anew post in a second cause my fingers are going 200 m/ph on my keyboard and its hard to stop.
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