I thought this thing would be gone already...
Does livejournal nont weed out inactive accounts? Does it matter if i post heartfelt information on this website? Will i ever get a life?
THE ANSWER: NO
but i have come a long way owning this journal. i believe this thing began sometime in jr. high. and here i am, 20 years old and pregnant, still wondering about this thing. hmm. i noticed that the last time i cared to check this, i was still going out with the worst thing thats ever happened to my life. thank god, i'm not carrying his baby. it belongs to another. the past 3 years have been a hardship of homelessness, drug addiction, and random acts of wild behavior, all halted by the finding of another soul who can keep their attention away from all things unhealthy for a growing soul (except marijuana which is essential to my growth). i celebrate my life every moment of everyday by carrying new life. i've got 3 and a half months of new aspiring life growing within me. this was never supposed to happen, but it is. and i haven't grasped it all that well yet.
looking back on this thing, i realize that i haven't had such good friends since the time this thing was created. they've all moved on, most are doing much better things with their lives...and i'm stuck here thinking about what could've been if i'd been smarter like them, and why, WHY LORD?! can't i make friends the way i did then? i've got one friend local, whose got no time for me, and i've got my baby's father whom i spend all of my time with...and no one else. its sad. the only person i've hung out with lately is my drug dealer, which isn't all that bad cause he's pretty awesome, but i still kind of think we're on business only basis. i may not be allowed to think he's awesome yet.
and with that, i end this.
THE ANSWER: NO
but i have come a long way owning this journal. i believe this thing began sometime in jr. high. and here i am, 20 years old and pregnant, still wondering about this thing. hmm. i noticed that the last time i cared to check this, i was still going out with the worst thing thats ever happened to my life. thank god, i'm not carrying his baby. it belongs to another. the past 3 years have been a hardship of homelessness, drug addiction, and random acts of wild behavior, all halted by the finding of another soul who can keep their attention away from all things unhealthy for a growing soul (except marijuana which is essential to my growth). i celebrate my life every moment of everyday by carrying new life. i've got 3 and a half months of new aspiring life growing within me. this was never supposed to happen, but it is. and i haven't grasped it all that well yet.
looking back on this thing, i realize that i haven't had such good friends since the time this thing was created. they've all moved on, most are doing much better things with their lives...and i'm stuck here thinking about what could've been if i'd been smarter like them, and why, WHY LORD?! can't i make friends the way i did then? i've got one friend local, whose got no time for me, and i've got my baby's father whom i spend all of my time with...and no one else. its sad. the only person i've hung out with lately is my drug dealer, which isn't all that bad cause he's pretty awesome, but i still kind of think we're on business only basis. i may not be allowed to think he's awesome yet.
and with that, i end this.