Ii_7xx
You know what? Sometimes when you're sick..,you have wonderful dreams... holding someone's hand,seeing someone you miss.. Every day I was sick,I dreamt of you... But today
two years after we parted,I can say I've finally succeeded... because I no longer dream of you...and because I'm finally free again...and all of this...without you..
Ii_7xx
I don't really like English,but I'm improving with it...I also sometimes feel more comfortable writing in it..It's as if my feelings won't be revealed if I write in English...I think no one will understand...
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Ii_7xx
Since this is just me venting to myself or any ghosts reading this...I think I need some solitude... you know... sometimes a person needs a break from being here...
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Ii_7xx
I went into my drafts and saw the novel I wrote two years ago..
Well,it's not bad..but the writing was over the top...
I think I'd regret saying it was terrible or visually polluting—I said that to a friend—because the young writer from two years ago would have been upset..
Actually,I posted it on Instagram but deleted it after ten minutes...I think it should be kept to myself..I think it's something very precious
even if the writing isn't great..
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