I don't write anymore
And it hurts more than anything else. (The following post was written maybe a month ago and never posted. Surprisingly, my computer saved the draft without my asking it to, so here it is.)
So it's been more than two years since I've written on here. I'm fairly surprised this account wasn't deleted in some random system sweep.. but I guess in a way I'm glad it wasn't. I don't have any friends anymore.. (on here, or in real life) so perhaps this is just for me. I don't expect anyone else to ever see it. Why am I writing on here, then? Well.. there's always the possibility, I suppose. And it affects my writing when it's for an audience.. even if it is imaginary.
I started this thing because of someone else.. A person who used to be very important to me. A person I miss. But , in peeking at said person's journal.. it seems it is not mutual. It hurts more than I should admit. But I shouldn't be surprised.
So it's been more than two years since I've written on here. I'm fairly surprised this account wasn't deleted in some random system sweep.. but I guess in a way I'm glad it wasn't. I don't have any friends anymore.. (on here, or in real life) so perhaps this is just for me. I don't expect anyone else to ever see it. Why am I writing on here, then? Well.. there's always the possibility, I suppose. And it affects my writing when it's for an audience.. even if it is imaginary.
I started this thing because of someone else.. A person who used to be very important to me. A person I miss. But , in peeking at said person's journal.. it seems it is not mutual. It hurts more than I should admit. But I shouldn't be surprised.