Hey!
This is the first time I am writing here. I decided to do something I, from like 5 years ago, will never do.
Publish my journal.
It sounds stupid, something my African mother will kill me for.
So this is anonymous, well, not really, i mean, I am typing this openly in my college building, no fear of who might be watching me type this.
Heck! I haven't even decided on the title. So people, don't come at me for the sentence structure and stuff, i am still a novice.
So enjoy, my thoughts and actions.
I am giving you an insight to my brain.
Oh! I now have a tittle.
AN INSIGHT INTO MY BRAIN
This could be an emotional rollercoaster, because I am as depressed as hell so enjoy.
Love,
thatjollygoodwriter
YOU ARE READING
THE EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OF A FRESHMAN
RandomI am really confused. One day i am this, another dya, i am that. Most days I wake up, simply angry i wasn't dead yet, but being to scared to dimply jump of, let go. So read my life. Maybe i would finally be able to take that leap off life or maybe...
