Write what's on your mind
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Write what's on your mind
Dominic Thomas
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Cooper Cooper
I like the posters here but think they're too vitriolic. It hurts my heart.
Hudson Gray
You keep doing what you're doing and you're going to end up as senile as your grandmother, calling out people for collaborating with the Germans in the 1990's and all other manner of nonsense. I guess you'll be happier when you fully abscond from reality.
Brayden Wright
My feet hurt.
Michael Cook
Dont know where I am going in life.
Nicholas Russell
I'm too old and not talented enough to be a rock star. I'm just gonna be another lawyer. I don't know how to enjoy my time off. It's the first night I have nothing I need to do really in months. I spent tonight shitposting, jerking off, and smoking cigarettes. When I'm working I always have huge lists of things I want to read/watch/do, and today I was just lazy for the first time in a long while. I even learned how to play a song today. Do I miss who I used to be? A wage slave? What field of law am I even going to practice? I want to be good at something. Everyone writes off being friendly and social. I feel like most people don't see it as a skill. I can't leave the house without running into someone I know. What am I going to do with my life now. I can't ever stick to something for longer than a month. Video games, miniatures, movies, tv, none of this brings me joy anymore. I guess playing shitty cover songs in my room is cathartic. But I'm not good at writing songs either. Oh well. tomorrow we go back to work. I need to stop stopping lifting. God damn. I need to stop stopping everything.
Brody Thomas
nice try, cia.
Eli Smith
recently i received a letter from myself, sent ten years prior for a school assignment. it reminded me that whatever ideological changes i've undergone over that period, at my core i'm still the same insecure little fag i was in middle school. feels bad man.
Alexander Rogers
I need to stop doing stupid shit that covers my comforter in blood. This is the second time this week I've bled all over it like a bitch off heat and I'm not going to care about finding out what it is I did until morning regret and pain sets in during a shower. I walked home with a shard of glass in my heel last time because I didn't want to take off my shoes twice. Ha, fuck, I'm retarded.
Adam Edwards
En los días más felices, cuánto deseo que estés a mi lado; me puedo permitir ser feliz sin ti, pero me gustaría compartirlo siempre contigo, te pienso mucho más cuando me siento bien.