Forgiveness And Other Things Take II
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Last published Tue, Feb 13, 2024
Just a journal that shall be full of random or hilarious shit I see on the daily, along with thoughts, problems, theories I have to get out of my head. Oh and artwork. Or raving about musicians...like BTS and Seventeen and Monsta X and Sleeping With Sirens and Black Veil Brides and 4K&C and Jordin Sparks and LeCrae and Jordan Feliz and TobyMac and whoever else I decide to speak about.
I had a journal once before that I was writing in my old account and I will transfer all of those entries to this one.
There will be several differences. This time I'll talk about what happened. I'll address the bullshit that still fucks me up to this day. As annoying as it is it needs to be done.
This is meant for me to feel better if people read it fine. If not fine too. I'm not looking for anyone to read and find inspiration or anything.
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