dear new week diary,
i'm not sure what i am doing here anymore. i really don't have a goal anymore, i achieved that long ago. what keeps me going remains undetermined at the current time and i seem okay with that for now. i wonder though, will there come a day when it isn't okay anymore? oh i doubt it. i seem pretty content rattling on and on about the same shit day after day. but you have to admit, once in a blue moon something new slips out and surprises us all. i am so worn out, tired of pretending all the time and my blog is the only place i've found i can be myself again. you have no idea how much emotionally safer it is for everyone that i remain confined here rather than loose out there somewhere... screaming in a panic. if you think you thought you knew me, chances are you prolly did to some extent, but even if you read every word i wrote here, you wont understand me until i am dead.
i'm not sure what i am doing here anymore. i really don't have a goal anymore, i achieved that long ago. what keeps me going remains undetermined at the current time and i seem okay with that for now. i wonder though, will there come a day when it isn't okay anymore? oh i doubt it. i seem pretty content rattling on and on about the same shit day after day. but you have to admit, once in a blue moon something new slips out and surprises us all. i am so worn out, tired of pretending all the time and my blog is the only place i've found i can be myself again. you have no idea how much emotionally safer it is for everyone that i remain confined here rather than loose out there somewhere... screaming in a panic. if you think you thought you knew me, chances are you prolly did to some extent, but even if you read every word i wrote here, you wont understand me until i am dead.
