So... I'm a bit sleep deprived at this point. Makes it interesting to be in my head.
I dunno how I feel about this blogging thing. I know I've liked it in years past, but... putting bits of me out into the web is a scary/interesting concept. I am going to stick with it for now, even if just as a way to keep a diary on the webs, which is essentially what I am doing. And there is just... so much I want to say/put here about my life, my goals, my plans, but I am so focused on getting through each day.
And fuckit. I refuse to edit this based on who could be reading it. All I ask is that whoever reads this asks questions BEFORE they assume they know what I'm talking about.
Short version, this break could go very well, or I could throw myself at someone who is not interested... or several someones. But I won't, because the masks slip so easily back onto my face as I turn to look at people. I know EXACTLY how to deflect, hide, shield myself so that no one catches a glimpse of what I am. And I hate it.
Goodnight.
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2 comments:
i hate when people assume they know what i am talking about on my blog.
have i done that to you? if i have, i am sorry.
Not at all darlin, wasn't directed at you at all.
You, somewhat unsurprisingly, understand exactly what I am saying.
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