You've come a long way.. from Whiskey and Cocaine...
It's funny to think that I use to post stuff to LiveJournal with knowing that someone would be reading it. Now I post and hope no one does.
I read your posts. I haven't let you know that I read that. Of course, I assume you know. But I only just read them the other night. I locked myself out of LiveJournal. Then locked myself from my email. So I had to reset my yahoo email, to then be able to reset my LifeJournal. And ta da. Here I am.
There was a lot of information in your posts. A lot of details. Well worded details. Details that I think woman would actually pay to read. Of course I had just watched 50 Shades of Grey. So that could contribute to that. Some details were remembered differently for you than me. Like the kiss the first night in the hotel. You didnt really kiss me that night. Not properly. The night under the archway in the courtyard, that was the first real kiss. That is the one I will remember.
But I didn't come on here to tell you where you may have been wrong in your memory bank. I actually didn't come on here to address anything to you specifically. I'm not quite sure why I logged on. Spare time at work before I head home I guess? Only a few more minutes anyway.
My head is such a scrambled egg these days. For so many reasons, and no reasons at all. I think now that I actually have some time - some, not much but some - everything is sweeping over me at once. Re-reading my last entry from 2021 didnt help. Funny how so much can change in 2 years, and nothing can change in 2 years. I'd imagine if I read some posts from 5-10 years ago, I will say the same thing.
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You've come a long way.. from Whiskey and Cocaine...
How do you walk with your head help high.
How to tell my journaling skills have become poor? I quote songs instead of thoughts.
5 more minutes..
I want to get into real thought. But knowing someone will read your thoughts not becomes a game changer. I dont want to resort to writing. Because then I feel like it's hiding things. But then again, it's not like Shaun can ever read LiveJournal. Or know that it exists. There's always the option of private entries. It's been so long on here, is that still even an option.
That is something to possibly considering. Sigh.
I read your posts. I haven't let you know that I read that. Of course, I assume you know. But I only just read them the other night. I locked myself out of LiveJournal. Then locked myself from my email. So I had to reset my yahoo email, to then be able to reset my LifeJournal. And ta da. Here I am.
There was a lot of information in your posts. A lot of details. Well worded details. Details that I think woman would actually pay to read. Of course I had just watched 50 Shades of Grey. So that could contribute to that. Some details were remembered differently for you than me. Like the kiss the first night in the hotel. You didnt really kiss me that night. Not properly. The night under the archway in the courtyard, that was the first real kiss. That is the one I will remember.
But I didn't come on here to tell you where you may have been wrong in your memory bank. I actually didn't come on here to address anything to you specifically. I'm not quite sure why I logged on. Spare time at work before I head home I guess? Only a few more minutes anyway.
My head is such a scrambled egg these days. For so many reasons, and no reasons at all. I think now that I actually have some time - some, not much but some - everything is sweeping over me at once. Re-reading my last entry from 2021 didnt help. Funny how so much can change in 2 years, and nothing can change in 2 years. I'd imagine if I read some posts from 5-10 years ago, I will say the same thing.
Enter
Enter
You've come a long way.. from Whiskey and Cocaine...
How do you walk with your head help high.
How to tell my journaling skills have become poor? I quote songs instead of thoughts.
5 more minutes..
I want to get into real thought. But knowing someone will read your thoughts not becomes a game changer. I dont want to resort to writing. Because then I feel like it's hiding things. But then again, it's not like Shaun can ever read LiveJournal. Or know that it exists. There's always the option of private entries. It's been so long on here, is that still even an option.
That is something to possibly considering. Sigh.