lissitzky

My stomach feels sick, I’m tired but I can never sleep. Have you ever watched zero day? It’s become my favorite movie, I felt like I knew them. Sometimes I miss them so much but they never existed. I guess I miss the feeling they gave me. I miss them, sometimes I catch myself thinking about them throughout the day. They never leave my mind. I can’t sleep. And I miss them. My chest hurts just thinking about it. I got a job recently and it occupies most of my time, I’m glad for the distraction. I’m thinking of writing some more but something completely different. I probably won’t publish it tho. Everything I wright I just delete it. I wish I could delete myself :) but don’t we all. Money makes me happier so I think I just have to keep working and hopefully I’ll be happier. 
          	
          	Lots of love, Nina

lissitzky

My stomach feels sick, I’m tired but I can never sleep. Have you ever watched zero day? It’s become my favorite movie, I felt like I knew them. Sometimes I miss them so much but they never existed. I guess I miss the feeling they gave me. I miss them, sometimes I catch myself thinking about them throughout the day. They never leave my mind. I can’t sleep. And I miss them. My chest hurts just thinking about it. I got a job recently and it occupies most of my time, I’m glad for the distraction. I’m thinking of writing some more but something completely different. I probably won’t publish it tho. Everything I wright I just delete it. I wish I could delete myself :) but don’t we all. Money makes me happier so I think I just have to keep working and hopefully I’ll be happier. 
          
          Lots of love, Nina

lissitzky

So hi to no one, 
          
          I have so many stories my high school self made. And I kinda wanna get back into writing. I’m currently in college now  junior year….. it’s strange how time passes. I never thought I would make it to uni. Really strange. It’s no longer 2018 and I’m no longer a kid anymore. I haven’t written since then. Which is scary because this is what I used to do. One day I just stopped writing and I guess that’s when I also stopped being a kid. I also think my ass was on something because I had such good prompts, like babe why didn’t I ever finish one of them ‍♀️. Anyways when I read what I wrote, I feel weird like someone else wrote these stories. I feel like my younger self was someone else totally different and I cry for her because she clearly needed help. But she gone and I no longer see her but in photos. But I’m here now, who knows for how long, longing to write again cause yall know how this helps. Im always thinking and thinking now and days, I don’t really have anyone to talk to so I talk to my characters. I hope this doesn’t sound crazy. I just have these thoughts I want to get out my brain and onto paper like I used to. If anyone is reading this, read my books (more like short stories) let me know if I sound crazy or if I’m going insane. I think I go crazy every time I think about that I started this at 14 and now I’m 21. I think I am going insane. Can you feel yourself going insane? I don’t think so . 
          
          
          Love you lots,
          Nina