do you ever use a pen and you’re just blown away by how smoothly it glides across the page and how the ink flows out so beautifully like tears of jesus or something
have you ever just listened to a recording of you talking and then felt terrible for anyone who’s ever had to talk to you ever
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These past two weeks have consisted of writing. When I’m bored, I write. Entertained, I write. Write write write. New idea? Write it down. My hand is screaming for me to stop, but hey, I’m kinda bored right now, so I am going to go write.
This is a bridge in Paris. You hang locks on it with the name of you & your boyfriend/girlfriend/best-friend then throw the key into the river. So even though the friend/relationship may end, you can’t remove the lock. It stays there forever, as relevance to someone once a part of your life.
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