Felt
I feel awful not writing in this for so long; I find myself constantly vacillating between this and my leatherbound for long periods at a time. I think I'm ready to start hanging out with friends more often, I reclused for a while, in hopes of saving myself trouble. However, I didn't particularly accomplish what I set to do in the first place... so:
This journal almost seems pointless.
I don't write rants or complain, I don't write what I think about or feel, I don't write things to put points across, I've become so apathetic to everything I used to find a sense of security in.
Baby steps alysinkai.
This journal almost seems pointless.
I don't write rants or complain, I don't write what I think about or feel, I don't write things to put points across, I've become so apathetic to everything I used to find a sense of security in.
Baby steps alysinkai.