If this brain could talk... =/
I don't know. I've neglected this journal for a long time. I've been neglecting journals in general on and off now for a while. I've been tossing around the idea of writing in this journal more. I kind of have a slight pet peeve for people that write in both journals but I guess my goal for this journal would be to write more of the stuff that I don't want other people to see, not completely private though. It's like I have the drive for everyone to see it but not to comment on or question it. I can't explain myself anymore. I wish I could, but I can't. Mere existence frustrates me to no end. Also I'm starting to know more people that have live journals so it would be my chance to ass them to my friends list and keep track of their entries and all. I'm in another one of my "funks" again. The sad thing is no one can really get me out of it. I can't even get me out of it. I always just have to let them sort of run their course, if that makes any sense, and I hate that. I don't feel like smiling and I certainly don't feel like moving and the stupidest shit only seems to bring me down further. I feel like damaged goods..yeah...that's it.