hey pretty girl, come here, i want to write about you, you look so sweet and sweet is what i like come here and we will talk, about you and what you like and what you want and then i will write hey pretty girl, look here, i am looking at you i live in the … Continue reading hey pretty girl
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Why I write?
My mind is full. I cannot memorise new things. New names, new people, old people , old names, everything, anything. I have lost my brain power. Lectures, art, books, whatever I have seen, whatever I have read. I can't comprehend anything new. I feel fucking stupid. Where did I lose my old self? He was … Continue reading Why I write?