Nope. I donât see the deepness in my words when I write. I donât feel the same soulfulness and emptiness I feel whenever I read someone elseâs compositions. Itâs like I just canât seem to be on par with them; like Iâm lacking in all so many aspects. But I keep writing, anyway. Writing is therapeutic, you know. Itâs like filling up your already-overflowing emotions; like emptying your already-empty heart. And even if I canât do it in the extremeness of others, at least I could do it little by little. Because little progress is still a progress.
Ces CastaĂąo // my kind of therapy (via procastiwriters)
Writing is therapeutic, you know. Itâs like filling up your already-overflowing emotions; like emptying your already-empty heart.
