I'M A CLOUD

[_writhe]

I keep running from journal to journal. Thinking that if I run away fast enough.. it [the past] will all fade into a blur. However, I know that leaving those journals behind and not possessing the strength to delete them, only makes for painful shards of history that I will stumble upon and read sooner or later.

I hope this journal will be the one that I occupy when I do, indeed, find myself.

So this is where I've ended up.

Hi.




ACHTUNG!
I'm not really looking for any new friends right now. This status may change over time.



P.S.