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When you know after reading it, whatever you have written is conveying the same, what had been pricking through your thoughts; it is the beginning of 'you' being a writer. Know it. — % & #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #writing #blankaccounts #blankspaceconcepts #whitespace

When you know after reading it, whatever you have written is conveying the same, what had been pricking through your thoughts; it is the beginning of 'you' being a writer. Know it. — % & #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #writing #blankaccounts #blankspaceconcepts #whitespace

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Twitchy thoughts forces me sit down infront of a table. Slide open a new blank white page, start pouring and fill the blankness; fancying me with quite a few dark suggestions. I just don’t know why, the fingers but aren’t happy moving. Cryptic though, lured I am into, turning the colour of the font to white, to match may be, with the blank white background. Now, my inked thoughts and the white spaces seems last to find its truce; as they both now remain empty—blank white; and somehow now I too am at my peace ! #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #mundane #blankaccounts #randomscribble #voidspace #whitespace

Twitchy thoughts forces me sit down infront of a table. Slide open a new blank white page, start pouring and fill the blankness; fancying me with quite a few dark suggestions. I just don’t know why, the fingers but aren’t happy moving. Cryptic though, lured I am into, turning the colour of the font to white, to match may be, with the blank white background. Now, my inked thoughts and the white spaces seems last to find its truce; as they both now remain empty—blank white; and somehow now I too am at my peace ! #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #mundane #blankaccounts #randomscribble #voidspace #whitespace

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Anything which moves you, write about it. No matter what. Remember, it doesn't matter what or how much you write, it matters only that you are writing. It's that simple. Let your writing itself turns out to be your greatest inspiration. #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankpageconcepts #randomthought #blankaccounts #scribbled

Anything which moves you, write about it. No matter what. Remember, it doesn't matter what or how much you write, it matters only that you are writing. It's that simple. Let your writing itself turns out to be your greatest inspiration. #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankpageconcepts #randomthought #blankaccounts #scribbled

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"Woah ! What an amazing piece of a writing. Incredible. This is like blowing one away. Sheer brilliance". I strive each day, my words may someday, make me feel so ! #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankpageconcepts #randomthoughts #blankaccounts #scribbled

"Woah ! What an amazing piece of a writing. Incredible. This is like blowing one away. Sheer brilliance". I strive each day, my words may someday, make me feel so ! #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankpageconcepts #randomthoughts #blankaccounts #scribbled

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There used to be a tree, in a far off place during my adolescent days. To be frank, I never kept a dairy in my life, to this day. This tree took upon its bark instead, many of my carves, rip-off , hugs, kisses and blows, accounting my lose, rejection, dejection, delight and many other such wild mood swings. Years later, when I still don’t have a scribble book, at times of such rapidly and intensely fluctuating emotions, I still get intrusive thoughts flashing, reminding me of that old oak tree. Would it be still there, standing tall amidst clean blue skies, piercing silence and dark green jungles in neglected abandon? Holding scars of my erratic accounts of madness— friendship woes, birthday wishes, first love, heartbreak, subsequent breakups, parental clashes, complexities and several such unaltered chapters. — % & My first and last original scrapbook. #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankaccounts #storiesfrompast #memories #oaktree

There used to be a tree, in a far off place during my adolescent days. To be frank, I never kept a dairy in my life, to this day. This tree took upon its bark instead, many of my carves, rip-off , hugs, kisses and blows, accounting my lose, rejection, dejection, delight and many other such wild mood swings. Years later, when I still don’t have a scribble book, at times of such rapidly and intensely fluctuating emotions, I still get intrusive thoughts flashing, reminding me of that old oak tree. Would it be still there, standing tall amidst clean blue skies, piercing silence and dark green jungles in neglected abandon? Holding scars of my erratic accounts of madness— friendship woes, birthday wishes, first love, heartbreak, subsequent breakups, parental clashes, complexities and several such unaltered chapters. — % & My first and last original scrapbook. #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #blankaccounts #storiesfrompast #memories #oaktree