Writing: My Craft, My Voice
Crafting a fine sentence is just so hot. Once my friend called me a "wordsmith." Such a compliment. The thing is: I'm stuck. I need to write in my "normal journal" (the one that is not on the internet) everyday until I unstick myself.
Sometimes I wish I had an audience. I do send my friends my writing (rarely) and people do ask to read my writing, but it's like, intimidating, embarrassing, and it makes me feel vulnerable. I don't know. And then I think: who the fuck cares, Sophia? Let it bleed. Be yourself. You'll never be good at being anyone else anyway.
I don't have nothing to hide, and if you judge me, so be it.
Sometimes I wish I had an audience. I do send my friends my writing (rarely) and people do ask to read my writing, but it's like, intimidating, embarrassing, and it makes me feel vulnerable. I don't know. And then I think: who the fuck cares, Sophia? Let it bleed. Be yourself. You'll never be good at being anyone else anyway.
I don't have nothing to hide, and if you judge me, so be it.
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