I sit at the computer screen hoping something comes to me. I hope the words would flow out like melted butter. But no I get nothing. My mind is filled with past memories good and bad. I thought keeping myself locked into my work staying busy would help with the mourning of my father. But it doesn’t do any good. My mind is blank but busy with these thoughts.an overloaded hard drive full to its capacity. I push back memories just to focus on writing but still nothing comes through my mind with any relevancy of what I’m supposed to be doing. So I close my laptop. I’ll try again later writers block I say to myself . Later comes and I still haven’t got anything. All I can see is my dads face then my vision gets blurry. I don’t think I’ll ever write again even if I wanted to I can’t . Sorry everyone.
Heard about the stupid two year old conversation.. now who was he talking too that he was that close with to even record the conversation . He was mad comfortable to confess what he did .. what happened loyalty? What happened to his ex wasn’t cool at all but snitching on ya friend isn’t cool either . Death before dishonor
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