Leaving.
If you follow my tumblr, you will find a similar entry there.
This is something I've been thinking about a lot the past few days, and something that happened on tumblr just confirmed it for me. I am leaving this. It's time to put away childish things. I am in desperate need of a sense of direction in my life, and wasting time online is not helping me achieve that.
It is time for me to be an adult. Tighten my belt and find a full time job, and finally finish my novel.
It is time I put away my childish things.
This blog, being one of them. I have been devoted to livejournal, this has been my home for seven years. It is time to leave it behind. I cannot write here anymore. I am starting over in a hand-written journal. I cannot write here anymore. It's the legacy of all the childish miseries I have poured pixel-form on my screen.
I am leaving this.
Yes, it's time to put away childish things.
I will remain here in a way. I may post the occasional sporadic update, but mostly I will no longer write. There are a few whose words can help me through the dark, those who I have formed friendships with, and those I will remain subscribed to. I will purge everyone else. Please do not be upset or offended if I remove you. It's just that I do not want to hear about your miseries. I want love and harmony and good wishes and friendship. I need comfort, and most of all I need a sense of authority, sensibility and maturity in my life. One that I may find in my new journal, where my ideas will no be tugged at by melancholy tendencies, and my words and existence will not feel as though they have to be justified by other people's comments.
I am frail right now, I am weak and sad. A tip for you, you know how one loses weight and looks sickly? Real misery. Loss.
I need "luck", good wishes, I need hope, I need a new, bright beginning.
This is something I've been thinking about a lot the past few days, and something that happened on tumblr just confirmed it for me. I am leaving this. It's time to put away childish things. I am in desperate need of a sense of direction in my life, and wasting time online is not helping me achieve that.
It is time for me to be an adult. Tighten my belt and find a full time job, and finally finish my novel.
It is time I put away my childish things.
This blog, being one of them. I have been devoted to livejournal, this has been my home for seven years. It is time to leave it behind. I cannot write here anymore. I am starting over in a hand-written journal. I cannot write here anymore. It's the legacy of all the childish miseries I have poured pixel-form on my screen.
I am leaving this.
Yes, it's time to put away childish things.
I will remain here in a way. I may post the occasional sporadic update, but mostly I will no longer write. There are a few whose words can help me through the dark, those who I have formed friendships with, and those I will remain subscribed to. I will purge everyone else. Please do not be upset or offended if I remove you. It's just that I do not want to hear about your miseries. I want love and harmony and good wishes and friendship. I need comfort, and most of all I need a sense of authority, sensibility and maturity in my life. One that I may find in my new journal, where my ideas will no be tugged at by melancholy tendencies, and my words and existence will not feel as though they have to be justified by other people's comments.
I am frail right now, I am weak and sad. A tip for you, you know how one loses weight and looks sickly? Real misery. Loss.
I need "luck", good wishes, I need hope, I need a new, bright beginning.