Letter to my Livejournal
Hey Journal, we've gotta talk. I'm afraid that... with the way my life is progressing and all... your part in everything seems to be diminishing kind of quickly. I just feel like... like I'm growing up a little, you know? And you're still sort of static... I mean sure, the Friends page has new posts every now and then... but you're kind of still stuck in a world that I left long ago.
It's not you, it's me. I promise.
I'll come back to visit, of course... I won't delete you from my life completely... we'll get together on occasion and, y'know, reminisce about the Good Old Times. You have chronicled a lot of very important moments in my life and kept me in touch with some of my dearest friends... but, my dear Journal, I'm afraid it's just time to move on.
Give me a call sometime. We'll hang out or something.
It's not you, it's me. I promise.
I'll come back to visit, of course... I won't delete you from my life completely... we'll get together on occasion and, y'know, reminisce about the Good Old Times. You have chronicled a lot of very important moments in my life and kept me in touch with some of my dearest friends... but, my dear Journal, I'm afraid it's just time to move on.
Give me a call sometime. We'll hang out or something.