Lost. v.1.2.
This position was once filled with an pretty vividly described account of yesterday, and the feeling that has been haunting my demeanor for the past 2 days, and seems to be going on three. I can't do anything right apparently though because by talking about things on my blog, rather than to Ryan, She doesn't hear things first, and assumes that I'm belittling her on here, making her out to sound like a bitch, when I never said anything of the sort, nor implied it. If she or anyone else were to pick that up from what I wrote, then they obviously weren't reading what I had typed, but instead were nit-picking my every word, and trying to find something negative in it, when in reality it was just a whole bunch of bullshit emotion being thrown into text on a fuckin web-page. I didn't realize I had to keep in mind that what I put up on my blog is going to be altered and scrutinized by prying eyes trying to find something horrible to dangle over my head. I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT ANYONE EXCEPT MYSELF!! Nor did I IMPLY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT ANYONE EXCEPT MYSELF!! It's my blog, and I have every right to talk down about myself if I choose too. But I don't have any right to belittle or talk shit about anyone else. So deal with it. If you have a guilty conscience about soemthing that's fine. That's all on you. Don't take what I have written and try to make me feel worse than I already do.