I Love It The More I Suffer

And when the moment’s gone then I’ll be all alone.

The thing is, I think I started avoided using this blog because everything I wrote about wasn’t what I wanted to write about. It was a cover up, and I felt guilty, because I felt like I was lying to myself. And you know what? I still can’t write it down. I can’t put it down in my diary and I can’t put it down here.

Well, another day, another dollar (another colour). Someday I’ll be able to write, and not hold back.

I’ll get there soon enough, but for now, I’m gonna stick to rambling about travel and jobs and paying full price for bus tickets.

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