one a week

Oct 17, 2008 09:06

This is mine
This space
This old friend it’s been with me longer than I can really admit
Strange to be able to look back at all the ways I have change
Mentally anyways
When I started this is was pretty basic
I was young
And through out my life it has caused me trouble
Because boyfriends like to read it
And then dissect it, thinking they know what I am writing
Always jumping to the wrong conclusion (except that one time with ryan)

And I have to laugh, you cant take a livejournal seriously
It’s a place to spout off shit
Nothing more. When my brain is so full I’m going to overspill with it
writing it down just helps me put it in perspective.

It never stopped me though
Because this is mine.
I liked thinking no one read it anymore.
I don’t have time to keep up with this like I used to anyways.
Back in the day when I would post and get comments and read other lj’s and post to them.
And there was a slightly safe feeling in thinking no one bothered.
I didn’t have to watch what I said just in case some one read it wrong
Like I always have to watch what I say because people take me wrong.

It hard realizing the way you are isn’t good
I’m a bad person. And I didn’t know it or mean it.

I’m just fucked in the head.
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