sometimes life comes running at you full speed with
its pants down and you can't help but get f****d.
just raw-dog it back. we gotta have those dark times to make the good ones seem better. if we were given sugar all our lives and no salt, sugar wouldn't have the same appeal. i think that's something i really need to work on is knowing that we all have to go through things, and it'll be okay. nothing good ever got here easy. nothing worth having is easy to get, and what's worse: lose.
when life raw-dogs you, raw-dog it back. power move.
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things i wanted to say but never did
Non-Fictiona journal. the title of each chapter is just the prompt. i don't actually know what to call this. pls don't expose who i am unless i say so.
