Oct 02 2009
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elizabeth
first post. first poo.
I’ve been looking for months for a virtual toilet where i can flush my thoughts that continue to pile-up in my brain leaving me insomniac. It became an urgent case next to sipping a cup of sweetened coffee. Finally.
I can feel happiness as i type, it is the same happiness I feel when taking out a new notebook and opening it on the first page thinking carefully what to write. A clean sheet full of possibilities.
but just like what always happen, i will fail to write anything but my name.
