blog.
its basically what i have always needed. a quiet library and a notebook to pour my little heart into when my friends can't save me and a pencil( keyboard ) can. its public, just enough so that i can get over my fear of what others think and just not give a damn.
well lets start.
my name is..(well what does it really matter) i live in a beautiful town that was meant for old folks and not for the aspiring youth. i wake up most mornings and go to work as a cashier living for tommarrow because today cant be over fast enough. im old enough to be thinking that life was really not meant to be stuck behind a register and smart enough to know that is probally what will happen anyway. i love rainbows, dancing and anything salty. my middle initial is e. just some info incase you were wondering.
which you probally werent.
this isnt for you anyway.
right now im a state of utter loss. which is why, at midnight, i turn to my trusty computer in a hope that maybe ill find a little bit of happiness here. its possible. dont knock what you dont know.
tonight, i did something crazy, i did it to replace something i had already had and needed to be gone. i did it for me, and for my confidence. hated every second but loved every minute and wanted my life to stop trying to convince me to live it. so even though it clutters up even more of my life, i did it anyway because maybe thats all i really needed was a little bit more clutter so that the basement would be filled with something other than depressing cobwebs and boxes. if you can guess what it is congrats for you. your smart because it could be probally anything. but then again i am very see through i am told. hopefully that doesnt relay into my typing...
i reread what i wrote already, im confused because if i were someone id never understand what i was going on about. i jump around enough, so even though this is for me (reminder for myself) if you do somehow manage to find this wasnt bored by the second paragragh, bare with me, really. why not?
my event tonight...was, to say the least, like an experiment. why not was the theme, i was so self consious anyway that "why not" seemed to be the best thing to roll with. i was being sarcastic anyway, a guessing game isnt that hard, but to say it, is like poison.
besides what good is an imagination if you dont use it?
