
VentI hammer out letters, one by one, to write these words silently on a keyboard, so I can end up with something that expresses my feelings and ideas. But they don't. That's the worst part. I can pretend that writing anything is just as good as saying it, but it isn't. I write these words that appear to you in the form of digital characters in hopes that it'll make the brewing anger and depression subside, just because I would know that somebody had seen it. This is my message in a bottle to whoever may find it on the shores of their daily lives. It reads; Help. I am imprisoned by my common sense and manners. I must stifle my angers and issues aVent by ~Cryoman3000


