Hoping To Hurt A Little Less Today.

I feel like I don’t have an original thought in my body, I don’t know if I ever have or ever will, I can only hope and aspire to one day. I once wrote a poem frantically in my journal and I feel like it may be good but at the same time it was too frantic to be anywhere near such a word. Good. What really makes something good, and is it really something to aspire to? Idek if that made sense this is what I mean I speak in half assed prose that sound like a wannabe art bro

I journal on paper a lot, not even a lot but when I feel like I have something to say. I don’t like reading it to my friends bc it makes me feel ridiculous and ashamed even though I shouldn’t, maybe sharing it on here will be more fulfilling? Sharing with complete strangers who may feel similar? I don’t know but it’s worth the shot. My best friend, she’s more like a sister is on this app and is probably single-handedly keeping it funded and loves it. I don’t know how to use it and I’ll figure it out but yeah, that’s my story so far.