Somehow after I had a drink and a late night swim, I'm having a hard time writing. I guess my tolerance for alcohol after a few months of abstinence got weaker. The materials I'm into right now are mostly for adult and comedy. But fret not, I'll be watching soon those deeper ones as well.
As for my writing, my poetry somehow got boosted from 1 to 100+ in just three months. I know it's nothing much and the word count isn't something to be even proud of. As well as most are forced, poems I somehow tried hard to write irregardless of how I felt. It goes out of my principle.
Then again, perhaps that's the reason why I can't write much at the moment. I don't have any emotion to write. Or rather, my hand and finger just won't harmonize with my thought.
Perhaps it's the alcohol. I've been having a headache for a day or two after that night of drinking.
But damn I don't regret doing that. It would have been a waste spending an uneventful birthday.
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Lately I've written short story clips. Must be what you'd call slices of life, if that's what it really meant. But I don't know, I somehow like writing those shorts. As for the poems, I'll continue writing them. Though the word count is not something to look up for, I do hope it's understandable and easy to read for those who doesn't like reading.
It's quite contradictory actually, writing something for those who doesn't read. Yes, that's my reason for writing that way.
I could go on romantic and say that those two words resembles tears falling from my two eyes. Even though that's how I should really feel. Especially those poems I've written inspired by the anime I was currently watching. To be honest, it feels therapeutic to me. Instead of going to tears, I'm writing something beautiful.
But whatever.
As for those dark posts, poems and shorts. I don't know why it just ended that way.
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Should I have explained myself?
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