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I don't know what I'm doing.

  • Writer: allykittle
    allykittle
  • Aug 16, 2019
  • 1 min read

Hi. My best friend told me to start a blog, so here I am on a Friday night; trapped alone with just my thoughts. Next thing I knew I had created this page. And look, I'm already rambling. But that's what I do- that's who I am. A piece of matter taking up space, wondering through life rambling to whoever will listen. I doubt anyone will ever read, besides possibly my beautiful best friend who encouraged me to do so. But whether or not this gets read, I guess it's better that I let my mind flow a little more openly than normal. I've filled countless notebooks of my thoughts, but maybe rambling to the wide open internet, whether or not there's a face behind another screen reading into my disarray of thoughts; I guess at least it's out there.. allowing the possibility.

 
 
 

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