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October 10, 2015, 03:12:11 AM |
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When i was sad and depressed with life, stories just flowed in my head. It was like a faucet with no controls. My ideas could fill pages,Chapters,Books. Now, In better mind i can't put a story together if i plagerized it.
Stories came with misery,trauma,depression........Where are the stories with happiness?
Frustrated........Anyone been there?
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