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  • Feb 4
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i started reading turtles all the way down by john green, im 20% in. One of the characters, Davis Pickett, has this blog where he posts quotes and talks about personal experiences. For example-



and as soon as i read it, its like a piece that was missing in me all along, that i could never place, slotted in to my heart. this is the sort of stuff that is perfect for me to be indulging in. i guess im going to be engaging in blogposts similar to Davis. I am excited, and filled with warmth about the whole idea. the consistency of posts is not promised. im (probably?) not going to be sharing the link to people like i would my poems. i reckon the whole ordeal will be like diary entries sort of, so its perfect that im doing it in my niche corner of the internet that no one probes blog. if youre reading this, and youre not me (hi future samyuktha) then uh hi! have fun, will ya.

recording the moments and what not sincerely samjam. (4 feb 26, 1:38 am)

 
 
 

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