I would like to say now that I love posting here, but it takes up a lot of time and I think I'm addicted to this site!! ha ha! anyway, I've made some good friends and while I will post sometimes, I think I will focus on writing in my journal, which I started today. I want to invite one and all to read my random thoughts and views on life and comment often. I think my life is quite normal/ ridiculous. I think I go through a lot of problems and feelings that many of us feel even though we come from many walks of life. See how a relationship changes from day to day. The way a job can be great and my enemy at the same time. My love of freedom and the hole in my heart from missing my parents. So please, view often and comment as you like, or just read and maybe learn a few life lessons here and there. I love you all, especially a few of you who, even though I have never met, have helped me think clearly in a time of chaos. I want people to see my life in my eyes. Not that I'm anything special or more interesting, but I would really just like to share my everyday life with the world. Thanks to all who take the second to walk down another's path.
Hey there! You sound like a good person. Thats very special nowadays! I'm going to check out your writings later!
It's true though. Theres something special about every person. Thats not to say what's special is good in anyway. Everyone has that something about them setting them apart from everyone else. It's just that most people keep that shit to themselves out of fear of some sort of persicution at the hands of your local hillbilly clan. I don't know what I'm talking about. I suppose I'm relating everything to my own bad experiences with white trash and ass backwards illiterates. The strange thing is, in everyday life I'm a very quiet person. When I sit my ass in front of a fucking keyboard connected to the world at large I can talk up a goddamn storm with my fingers. I don't know what it is. I don't have throat cancer so that can be ruled out.
you should get a journal haha i remember when my cousin and sister had a diary, I would make up stuff and write it in it....haha yeah, im a special one
