No one reads these, right? This is just a place to word vomit the many things that have happened in my life; Like a second-hand journal scrap stuffed in the bottom of my purse? Ok, good.
There are so many things that have happened to me that I never thought would happen. I suppose that's what happens when you have a mixture of nearly crippling depression and the tendency to be willfully ignorant and painstakingly naive. Did I spell "painstakingly" right...? oh well. "Painsteakingly"? No... I dunno. ANYWAY, I never thought that I would see the day I turned 16, let alone 24 now, and I never EVER thought I'd be saying that I "have a boyfriend" to now, "I have a fiance"! I never EVER E V E R thought I would admit to finding fault in some of the things I have believed my entire life either, yet here I am surviving and thriving among it all. I apologize to the part of myself that enjoys to write; Other things have been pushed to the forefront and my more time consuming hobbies fell to the wayside. (Understandably if I do say so myself) But I am here once again to allow myself to enjoy this hobby of mine regardless of the demands or popularity (or lack of) of my talents. I have never been popular, and as much as the idea entices me, that is not why I write. I love the world my head has created, and I plan to grow that world until the day that I die. If that means I have to rewrite it all over again for the millionth time, then so be it! If someone - anyone is reading this up until now, first of all: what the heck man, this is personal! Second of all: Thank you for the support, whatever amount that might be. And third: seriously dude this is kinda personal and its a little creepy that you're still reading.... ok I'm done
