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depression..........
i can never write whilst i'm manic, i dont think i've ever written anything happy in my life.
i always write about my life, maybe thats why its always so sad.
my writting usually brings people to tears.....so i stopped sharing so much.
and muses......
i met a guy a few months back and all of a sudden after months of not writting a word bam...the words were just pouring out onto the paper.
then i stopped seeing him and my inspiration dried up .... so i decided he was my muse and i need him back in my life.
back to the writting.
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"the man who won an award for taking the most drugs ever consumed by a human has died. he was attacked by a pack of wolves....he thought he saw."
*another eliter*
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