I have a million things that go through my head. You would think I'm high all the time. I'm not. But I feel as though the thoughts race through my mind at 100mph. I can never get it all down on paper. Words don't flow like they used to. I've been writing lately about my day and what happened and how it makes me feel in that moment. I've been writing about a boy who makes me feel a whirlwind of emotions. But nothing worth publishing. When I was younger, I liked to write poetry. It sucked, but I liked it. Words flowed then. But now, it's like I'm writing the same thing over and over again. I want to be inspired. I want a story. I'm one of those people that starts something really good, but never finishes. I lose interest and it kills me. But I'm trying.
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