Coming into an empty place
It's a bit strange to come back to this little nesting place so called "livejournal" I have occasionally come on once in awhile to see some of the posting, but i barely see anyone post really other than the communities.
I left this place with sadness...lots of journal post about my misery. Funny how you can read those things when you are in a different state of mind. I'm not the same person, well I am still me. I'm just not that sad anymore. Although, I think its a bit poetic and beautiful to read my post. I shall store these memories and place them in a compartment.....to never forget the lost girl that i once was.
I left this place with sadness...lots of journal post about my misery. Funny how you can read those things when you are in a different state of mind. I'm not the same person, well I am still me. I'm just not that sad anymore. Although, I think its a bit poetic and beautiful to read my post. I shall store these memories and place them in a compartment.....to never forget the lost girl that i once was.