Jan 2, 2019
1/2/19
I feel like I don’t have a voice, like no matter what I think it stays trapped inside of me. I think that’s the sorta thing that starts people writing and communicating with the world, so here I am. Because that’s what all writing is, communicating, and that’s always been my struggle, but also that need to communicate is what fuels me. I’ve always wanted for other people to understand what I’m thinking, and eveyone who ever has seems to’ve enjoyed it.
I guess 2019 will be my year of communicating. I want people to understand me, and I guess I’ll just have to make them.