i suppose it would make sense to write a journal starting from day one, but ive never been one to be on time.
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White Out (Poetry Collection)
Poetryyou weren't supposed to see this. •••••••••• a diary of imagination; a life where the lines are blurred. a memoir of things that never happened, and a few that did.
day 28
i suppose it would make sense to write a journal starting from day one, but ive never been one to be on time.
