Runaway Pen

These stories, rather short and somewhat poetic are just some thoughts my messed up mind came up with. I like to write them down into random pieces of paper such as my math scratch or some toilet paper and even scribbled receipt. And whenever I do, my pen seems to always write a little bit too much; too much words, too much feelings and also brings back too many memories, sad memories - memories that i would rather not remember and bury underneath the deep ends of the earth. But hey, thats life. Theres the good and the bad. Sometimes you get a shot sometimes you don't. There are days you'd want to live a million lives and days you'd wish to die a billion deaths. You live, feel , die . Thats it. All these are out of control. The outcomes, the chances and life itself. But you know what is in your control? - your pen. So set your emotions free, and express away! Get ahold of your pen and write/draw to your heart's content. (Or until your hands bleed )