i know what my problem is.
i can't write about my problems.
like, ever.
i can tell you what's wrong, no problem.
but when it comes to having to write them down, i can't!
and it's not that i'm a bad writer.
i love english, one of my favourite subjects.
i'm really good at it too.
that's why i've never been able to keep a diary.
or write properly about my day here in this journal.
i write all these things, but it's not what's actually bothering me.
we'll cure this dirty, old disease. if you've got the poinson and i've got the remedy.
- January 05, 2010
- indiechick91
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