There's this notebook I got for my birthday this year...one of my friends gave it to me..and she said that by the end if the school I should've have it complete...a notebook to write of course...
And of course I didn't finish it... I'm not even by half of it..
But the last 4 (I think) months of class, the last times I wrote in that nb was about you. Could've been a stupid, low mood song lyric, or a scene..or just some mind rambling...but about you. You, you, you.
See? Writing isn't helping.
YOU ARE READING
Moonstruck Lullaby
AcakEveryday thoughts and random rambling...where my mind goes when it wanders. Sometimes though, I wish it didn't, because some places I'd rather not return to. Some thoughts I'd rather keep low, some memories in the past. But I've learned that you can...
