Filling the Void

Trying to fill the void. Don’t think this sandwich is helping, though it is good. I need a job. I need to try harder to get one. I’ve barely used my Magic Bullet. My hair is a mess. But my life isn’t a mess. It’s devoid of mess, save my apartment. How can I turn my blog into something even more meaningful? It was more meaningful when life was shit, when I was a psychotic, suicidal wreck, because this was my outlet, my baby. I’m glad I’m well, but there’s something missing. There is something missing from life.

About Victoria Valerie

A woman who remembers enjoying writing.
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