Chase this light with me.
So, it's near the end of 2009. Everything in my life is completely different from when I started this journal (and last posted, really)... Right now is a really hard time for me. Chris, whom I've been with for four and a half years, is in jail. I'm living with his grandmother's family (fucking riot, let me tell you). I just finished my first semester of college (well... finals are next week, so maybe that's technically finishing), and I kind of want to hit reboot on friendships.
I had some great friends growing up. Since been with Chris, I unintentionally wrote everyone off. I drifted into my own happy little world, and now that he is temporarily out of my life, I find that I have no one. Well, a couple people who I call "friends" but who don't know me. I can honestly say the last time I was truly myself was in Mississippi, right before Katrina. Katie Scott got to see the best of me. It's like that person disappeared, I don't understand it.
But I'm still here. Still Blake, and still hoping there's those quirky few I can connect with socially.
/wave.
I had some great friends growing up. Since been with Chris, I unintentionally wrote everyone off. I drifted into my own happy little world, and now that he is temporarily out of my life, I find that I have no one. Well, a couple people who I call "friends" but who don't know me. I can honestly say the last time I was truly myself was in Mississippi, right before Katrina. Katie Scott got to see the best of me. It's like that person disappeared, I don't understand it.
But I'm still here. Still Blake, and still hoping there's those quirky few I can connect with socially.
/wave.