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I Don't Read and I Don't Write

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I don't read and I don't write. Probably you're wondering how I come up with this but here I go, killing time.

I don't read. I mean, I don't read books or anything that is written in black and white in long content. That's boring. Really boring that I feel like it's killing my time. I would rather watch movies unlike my sister who read first the story then watch the movie. Anyway, every time she does, she gets disappointed because of too many lost scene from the books to the movie. I don't like being disappointed so I don't read books. I remember when I got this skin irritation that I can't even go to sleep, I took a book and read. Five minutes haven't passed since I held that book and poof... I fell asleep. And yes, books can make me sleep especially when the font size is like 10 and no images on it and when the words used are too highfalutin. I only like to read books that are academic or trivial. This is  why I don't read but here I am killing time.

I don't write. I don't write either; of the sweet poems and stories that feel and open the hearts of the readers. I'm to lazy too hold a pen and waste my time writing words I never finished. I would rather go outside and talk my words to my friends. I only write if it's for academic purposes and papers I really need to write. I'm more of a Kinesthetics person. This is why I don't write but here I am killing time.

Nobody taught me how to read and write except for my teachers. Probably because I have friends to care for, to share stories for, to love for and to write memories for. I don't even have time to sit in the corner to read books I called boring because I have friends. There is no single hour I feel lonely, alone or quiet because I have friends.

And there's this one day, or the heaviest days rather that I have in that end of the year or best to say, my worst days in my life that I can't hang out with them anymore, I was down and emotionally drained and I silently asked for space for myself to get things in my head settled. I will never forget how my friends told me these words, "We are always here for you, okay?" and "I will always be right beside you". I will also never forget how those simple words made me and further hurt me in the end... 

I feel so closed. I don't think I should continue... :(


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Updated on January 08, 2018

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