i’m asunder.
do write even if i have nothing of value to say?
writing for write’s sake.
I miss you when we’re apart, sweet bloggy.
what shall I say to soothe the swelling in my soul to share?
do i describe the apathy required to exist in this current hateful world?
i’ll spare you.
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Amber💘
Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels.
I am;
brutally honest,
a bad driver with a record to prove it,
a connoisseur of stand-up comedy,
the eldest child,
an aware procrastinator,
semi-sweet,
the result of my mother losing her virginity,
easily excitable,
a lover of music,
a pretty shit liar,
late to any event no matter what,
myself without apology.
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