I learned this week

Why do we write? Why do we speak? Why do we do anything? 

to share secrets. 

but the person(s) that we share our secrets with becomes the secret holder. becomes as uncomfortable as we were when we had the secret.

 

I've had a secret inside of me. I've wanted it out for a long time. Especially lately. 

Maybe I will start being honest. Maybe the next time someone asks me, I will tell the truth. 

Also,

I've started using capital letters. And I like it!

It's Not Nostalgia, or Maybe I'm Growing Up

I can listen to the entire album without feeling bitter or sad about how I came so close to maybe almost falling in love. And if I pride myself so much on not feeling, how did my nails get so bitten down??

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i'm just starting out. hey! this is trendy!

i think i just stopped giving a fuck about most things. maybe that's all you need to know. at least for now.