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I feel like I'm on crack or something. I find everything hilarious, yet sobering like. I don't get it, but I can't really write how I feel here anymore, I need a new website where no one knows me and I can write everything down instead of storing it and unleashing it on some upexpecting person who wasn't ready to know all the details of my life. Inside and out, like I do. Maybe triggering their own emotions and helping me find a way to talk clearly and such. Make sense once in a while. That'd be a nice change, for once. Sorry I used you as my venting tool, anyone and everyone I hurt by my words or actions, I didn't mean to hurt you, okay some I did, but not all. I can't help that my mind works like photography, and I can recall things, I don't even remember being important when they happened, but things that happened that were all too real for me to want to remember. Everything plays over like a movie in my mind, having my eyes open is better for my 'movies' to replay.
It's so late, I don't even know why I bother to write this stuff. It doesn't even matter.
I normally lie when I say I don't remember. I know it, i just don't want to.
 Shy-Star · Wed Jul 22, 2009 @ 05:13am · 0 Comments |
