i like to write sometimes, i say. sometimes. i like to write when the sun is doing it's daily job of spraying my neighborhood with gold or when i look up at midnight and see tiny silver stars thrown carelessly on the black sheet of night sky i like to write when sadness sits on my chest or when worthlessness rattles in my bones i like to write when i desperately have to pour my heart out and the ink of my pen becomes my blood and the words i write become my smiles and tears, the paper becomes my skin, full of wounds i like to write about sadness, happiness, beauty, tragedy, thoughts, feelings i like to write about the everything in nothingness.