Who do I write for? Random thoughts of Me
Who do I write for?
I realize I have a small audience that takes the time to read my angsty prose, written in the heat of the moment, but who am I writing for?
Who, but myself do I really want to read these words? Maybe I cant fully understand something until it's written down.
Maybe I use livejournal when I know that I need to tell myself something.
When I don't believe I'm good enough, I write it down here in hopes someone will validate my life, when in reality after it's written I feel like I've fulfilled part of my worth.
Or when something amazing happens in my life do I not write an enthusiastic passage only to be able to look back years and years from now, and to have some feasible evidence that it really happened?
Well whatever the case, I write, therefore I am.
Have a good day everyone.