Hey, buddy. No matter how much you bark, you can't beat the thunder.
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Hey, buddy. No matter how much you bark, you can't beat the thunder.
It seems to show everything. But I don't know how long someone stays in front of my work, what feelings they have, or even what expression they're making.
I don't know.
So, I needed this time. The time before I replied. A time of not waiting for anything.
I'm a frog crafted with knitting needles!
That fairy likes to help lost items find their way.
If the story only exists in your mind, it can never become a story. It must be written out, spoken, and illustrated. Only then can it truly become a story.
The time that no one knows will become your magic.
I realized that my own feelings have become more important than the fear of being alone.
it's okay! you'll have a better chance next time!
I feel good. I'm going to meet a friend
As my heart gradually became more comfortable and the tangled threads slowly unraveled, the thoughts I had been eagerly waiting for finally started to make themselves heard.
Putting the end of my thoughts into the pen, I write them down. I express the thoughts that made me feel uneasy, just as they are, in a simple and honest way. Emotions burst between the messy and jumbled words, continuously flowing out with the ink.
I wanted to focus on positive thoughts, avoiding the difficult ones. However, it didn't work out because I held onto my thoughts tightly, bringing them to a standstill.
This time, I couldn't untangle my thoughts. Saying 'It's okay' and going for a walk had no effect at all.
At first, I pretended not to notice, but I ended up being overwhelmed by the accumulating thoughts.