ALL THE UNSENT LETTERS
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Ostatnia publikacja sob., gru 30, 2023
So many words in this world remain untold, and so many topics stay undiscussed. And when these words get bottled up in your head till top. These words start overflowing or exploding sometimes. It gets you all dizzy and unstable. Making your life a total misery. Making it as worse as hell. These scare me they hallucinate me, they clutch my throat hanging me up in the air i get air but I don't get any. I feel like dying but in the end, I survive. I think living perhaps surviving with this pressure of words is way more difficult than dying.
And right now these words are getting me dizzy. These words are murdering the human inside me and creating me a total devil. A DEVIL WITH A DISGUISE. So before the devil inside me takes over me. I want to write all the words i want to tell people around me or maybe who are sitting miles apart.
I know i will never get the courage to talk to them so im writing letters.
These unsent letters
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this is really just me writing about my recent break up to cope with it, read if you want to, it's just to practice my writing skills. most of there ARE going to be short, so dont expect some sort of poetic letter every single time.. i basically have the reading level of a 5th grader so don't expect much💀 update as of 03/07/25: now it's just a lil diary of my life after breaking up with my recent boyfriend.. (HELP)
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