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I write what I want. I write what I feel. It's not poetry, it's not lyrics. It's ugly cause it's a real diary. I don't know what it is but it's precious to me. Are your thoughts not precious to you? I just like it this way. Also chances for grammatical mistakes are high, I'll try to avoid those but if you find one let it be. I left it on purpose because I found the feeling better expressed that way. If you are depressed or mentally unstable please don't read. And if you still decide to read, please understand brain, mind, emotions, feelings, thoughts such stuff can never be fully tamed. Therefore we express it in weird ways, such as this. I am able to write this because I am still alive, you are able to read it because you are still alive, that is one reason to be grateful to be alive and still live on. Life can be ugly but let us still thrive on small happiness like this.
Lonely in this world
