Silence
My LJ is awfully quiet, compared to my sister's.
Actually, it's such a drastic shift, like getting transported from Manhattan to a lonely pacific island.
But it's good. Silence is good.
Events of the past few weeks have been a burden.
Politics, anger, jealously, friendships broken, distrust, treason.
Move aside Days of Our Lives.
School's started, and it's going to be a tough slog ahead.
But guys arn't supposed to whine and grip.
The stiff upper lip.
Thus, this LJ is a god sent.
A oasis in a desert.
The eye of the storm.
So that I can have a place of my own.
A place to de-stress.
To let out steam.
To talk with myself.
Never mind the bad english.
Never mind the crappy photos.
Never mind the ugly skin.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And I say it's looking just fine.
Actually, it's such a drastic shift, like getting transported from Manhattan to a lonely pacific island.
But it's good. Silence is good.
Events of the past few weeks have been a burden.
Politics, anger, jealously, friendships broken, distrust, treason.
Move aside Days of Our Lives.
School's started, and it's going to be a tough slog ahead.
But guys arn't supposed to whine and grip.
The stiff upper lip.
Thus, this LJ is a god sent.
A oasis in a desert.
The eye of the storm.
So that I can have a place of my own.
A place to de-stress.
To let out steam.
To talk with myself.
Never mind the bad english.
Never mind the crappy photos.
Never mind the ugly skin.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And I say it's looking just fine.