Maybe some of you won't understand it, but I'm the kind of person who can't express herself directly. Ask me anything, I'll play it as if I'm fine. Ask me what's wrong, and I'll tell you what's wrong. Ask me what I have in mind and I'll tell you not to worry about me.
Truth is. Nobody can really understand but it's not their fault, it's mine for not being able to communicate. Well... I do communicate though. My writings do it for me. It's not yet structured or "original" per say. But all I ever write has to do with my psyche. My fears, my joys, my issues, my messages, my love. Every single text I wrote is a feeling. my writings are me. Dark, hopeless, gloomy but real and maybe the best testimony of what my life was/is.
But these are just words And maybe nobody would understand after all. But at least, I left you all a clue about me.
Kaedegirl
