I think the idea of an online journal or blog if you will is absurdly beautiful. We want to express ourselves but in order to validate our thoughts we want someone else to read them, doesn’t matter who. We just need to know, that someone, somewhere… cares?! Pfft, I don’t care about most things I read, I don’t believe most things I read, I question most things because A) I’m a shit stirrer and B) I have trust issues. I’m also hilarious and pathetic, because I spend all this time not caring because I do care, because some things break my heart so much that if I think too much about them, I couldn’t function. I’d want to hide under my doona eating flour because sugar is too good for me, because there is so much fucked up shit happening in the world and I’ve done nothing to make it better and I’m horrible horrible underachiever.
By now, you’ll realise I’m not completely sane, but show me someone who is? I wouldn’t say I’m “crazy” I prefer “eccentric” because I’m an “artist” and it makes me sound cool. I’ve never been popular, I’m no it girl, but I’m liked or loved because I’m amusing and I’ll do almost anything to make someone laugh; at me or with me, as long as it’s a giggle, chuckle, snigger or just a smile… that’s going to leave you with lines! (Moisturise!)
First toe in…is it too cold?
March 11, 2008 at 10:24 am (Life, Personality, relationships, social commentary) (blogs, dark side, sanity, social status, trust issues)
I think the idea of an online journal or blog if you will is absurdly beautiful. We want to express ourselves but in order to validate our thoughts we want someone else to read them, doesn’t matter who. We just need to know, that someone, somewhere… cares?! Pfft, I don’t care about most things I read, I don’t believe most things I read, I question most things because A) I’m a shit stirrer and B) I have trust issues. I’m also hilarious and pathetic, because I spend all this time not caring because I do care, because some things break my heart so much that if I think too much about them, I couldn’t function. I’d want to hide under my doona eating flour because sugar is too good for me, because there is so much fucked up shit happening in the world and I’ve done nothing to make it better and I’m horrible horrible underachiever.
By now, you’ll realise I’m not completely sane, but show me someone who is? I wouldn’t say I’m “crazy” I prefer “eccentric” because I’m an “artist” and it makes me sound cool. I’ve never been popular, I’m no it girl, but I’m liked or loved because I’m amusing and I’ll do almost anything to make someone laugh; at me or with me, as long as it’s a giggle, chuckle, snigger or just a smile… that’s going to leave you with lines! (Moisturise!)
I’ll save my soap box for my 2nd entry…
“Always leave them wanting more”
Xx C