Chapter IIX

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It's been a few days since my 'incident'. Me and Josh text everyday. He is really great. We haven't met in person again like we said we would, but I'm sure we will soon.

'So what do you enjoy doing'

He seems to get me. I don't think he truly get how he has helped me. He makes everything better. He make breathing easier. He makes living bearable.

'Idk really... i mean i love to write. I could sit at my desk pen in hand and write for hours though recently i have been at a lackedge of things to write about'

I feel i could spill out everything I've been holding in to Josh. He is like my safe spot. I barely know him and I am able to tell him about the things I didn't even dare to tell my own parents.

'That's so cool. What do you write about?'

Josh made everything simpler. He eased my anxious mind that over compliated things. So I was able to just tell him things.

'Well i write music'

'DUDE! That's SICK! Is it always specifically in pen'

'yeah , idk i just feel like there something about a pen, that it can never truly be taken off. So whatever comes into my head i write it down and theres no easy way to erase it. I believe that's were my best works come from.'

'Wow... that's really amazing Ty. hey btw i wanted to know if u wanted to go to the coffee shop tomorrow.'

'Yeah of course. I'd love that'

'Sick ill see you then, but ive gtg i have work.'

'Sick'

'Haha not really it's just work.'

'Still sick'

'Sick'

'Sick' 


// Hey guys just wanted to say that i am only able to upload on week days so weekend updated are not likely. Thnkz Much Luv xoxoDesi

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