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I used to be a lot more creative, used to spend a lot more time writing.

When I was in my early 20's I would spend entire nights with a pack of cigarettes and a case of beer, stay up the whole night just going and going and going and not stopping, I'm pretty sure I threw all of it out.  When my typewriter finally broke, I was very devastated, I stopped writing pretty much all together and just picked up on the drinking and smoking more, now over half a decade later i'm feeling the urge to write again, and calm down on the things that deter any creativity, considering i'm not 22 anymore and the years and years of this seems to be catching up, I feel quite stupid most of the time when years prior I actually felt quite smart.

My thoughts are slowly coming back to me, I need to keep them this time, i'm really tired of losing things that matter, and my thoughts are the most important.

Most of what is written here is little things I come up with, some continue with each other, some are just small pieces I don't want to forget, some will make absolutely no sense.

That is all.