A premature birth that was four minutes late
This is a funny place,
Kind of like an old memory. I used to spend so much time on here, updating nearly every day. But so did everyone else, and now i look at my friends list and there's nothing there because noone updates anymore
but i kind of like it because i think part of the reason why i stopped using it was because i wasn't being very honest with regardes to how i was feeling, but now that everyones gone it feels a bit different.
Though saying that, i've never really just written bluntly how i've felt, and i guess thats because i only ever wrote entries for my myself, other people weren't necessarily meant to understand.
I've never been interested in just relaying my most recent activities, mainly because that wouldn't be very interesting, plus, i can't see the point, i already know what i did and 9 times out of ten its not really worthy enough to be written down.
This is just turning into random ramblings but i'm actually quite enjoying it in a strange way. A stream of conscious if you will. I always found writing down how i was feeling quite theraputic, almost like you'd committed it to the real world and it was no longer in your head anymore.
And with that i feel a little less burdened so i think its time for bed
Wish me luck
peace
Kind of like an old memory. I used to spend so much time on here, updating nearly every day. But so did everyone else, and now i look at my friends list and there's nothing there because noone updates anymore
but i kind of like it because i think part of the reason why i stopped using it was because i wasn't being very honest with regardes to how i was feeling, but now that everyones gone it feels a bit different.
Though saying that, i've never really just written bluntly how i've felt, and i guess thats because i only ever wrote entries for my myself, other people weren't necessarily meant to understand.
I've never been interested in just relaying my most recent activities, mainly because that wouldn't be very interesting, plus, i can't see the point, i already know what i did and 9 times out of ten its not really worthy enough to be written down.
This is just turning into random ramblings but i'm actually quite enjoying it in a strange way. A stream of conscious if you will. I always found writing down how i was feeling quite theraputic, almost like you'd committed it to the real world and it was no longer in your head anymore.
And with that i feel a little less burdened so i think its time for bed
Wish me luck
peace