trying to play nonchalant
sometimes in upper case letters, sometimes in the tiniest font i can find.
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usually, i am writing to you, my dear reader, in the afternoon or in the deepest of night when i can’t seem to find a quiet place in my brain to lay down and fall asleep. many drafts are filled with these nightly feelings and thoughts. lately, my writing feels off, scattered alongside many spreads of pages. my heart has got so much to say and somehow when i show up, nothing seems to be pouring out of me.