It's not me, it's you.
Goodbye Livejournal.
I'd like to say that you've served me well, but that would be a filthy lie. I only used you when I felt obliged, or when I was incredibly bored. You were simply one more thing to think about doing, and I don't need you anymore. Why would I write somewhere where everyone can read my thoughts? Isn't the point of a journal to vent those innermost things that you just can't tell anyone? It is for me.
The final straw was your inability to work for me. I understand that you were angry about my lack of updates, but your refusal to let me log in was simply uncalled for.
And so, this is the end. Do not shed a tear, for I never really cared for you, and you never really cared for me. Our charade is over.
- Allison
I'd like to say that you've served me well, but that would be a filthy lie. I only used you when I felt obliged, or when I was incredibly bored. You were simply one more thing to think about doing, and I don't need you anymore. Why would I write somewhere where everyone can read my thoughts? Isn't the point of a journal to vent those innermost things that you just can't tell anyone? It is for me.
The final straw was your inability to work for me. I understand that you were angry about my lack of updates, but your refusal to let me log in was simply uncalled for.
And so, this is the end. Do not shed a tear, for I never really cared for you, and you never really cared for me. Our charade is over.
- Allison