Writing for a purpose can sometimes be the hardest thing; if I’m forced to write, the result would be a fully blank sheet of paper. But if I write just for the sake of holding a pen, I could get like ten billion words out. Is it just me or do other people feel that way?
Also, I feel like my previous blog posts have been the most random things ever and they’re mostly about writing, but eh. That’s what my blog is about after all – it’s what I think and how I feel. It’s a part of me. It even says right there on the top that this blog is a teeny tiny glance into my mind. A mind that never stops learning and exploring, a very very curious mind at that.
Hello, how are you? It’s so typical of me to talk about myself, I’m sorry. 🙈 But I’m going to have to talk about myself anywayss. 😂 I know I know, I said I wouldn’t make Adele references anymore but I just haaad to because it fit in so perfectly there. Another thing, I’m superrr sorry for not posting consistently like I used to. I’ve been busy studying so I haven’t been able to post daily and in addition to that, I still have a massive writer’s block 😭
After ages of thinking about words I could use to describe you, I’ve come to think of you as indescribable.
And to say you’ve crossed my mind would be impossible, because let’s just say you never left.
It’s like everything that I’ll ever need, all in one person.
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There might be millions of roses in the whole world, but you’re my only one, unique rose.
– the little prince