Current mood:
contemplative
Why Don't You Blog?
I dunno - why do you read them? nah really what is the purpose of a blog? I mean what it really is, it's a public diary! Before this a diary was considered private and no one was intended to read it, but you. Now you got clowns putting all kinds of dirt out there! Remember when salt was used as currency? Well now there is plenty of salt to go around in your wounds, and people get pats on the back for payment. People want to hear you hurt - or want to relate to your hurt - or want to gain something from your hurt - or think your ass must be too damn happy - an then - hurt your ass to keep you on the level! What level? When has shit ever been level? To me it's always been all over the place. I never get to find my place because I don't fit anywhere. I always adapt to my situations - yet there are times that it's so damn close, I get scared of the fact that I'm not scared of that fact! It's like cyclical fear of the lack of - or some shit! It's like a void that got filled that you didn't know existed - so now your passed the point of the void filled and your caught up on the fact that you had this void you didn't know about.......then your like - shit do I know me yet? Out here trying to converse and introduce myself an yet I got voids I don't know about. An that's the effed up part when people find your voids before you do. So then you wanna stay inside and check yourself from time to time to hash out shit in your own mind before you present yourself - cuz when your self presents yourself to you - you go hey who's this f*ker? Then you go an blog about it.....so wack!
