30th Post

A new year, a new prespective.
Fuck, i need to go back to my humble roots. It's amazing what attention can do to ya. Just fucking not knowing what u want. And not knowing who you really are. It all leads to a big ball of fucked up shit that doesnt slow down, and keeps growing. Fuck, its the new year. A Happy New Year? Well ill just wait and see. But i can either be pro or agains it. I need to fucking be myself. Im just rambling on, some of this stuff doesnt make scence, but do i care? I dont know. I recently re-read some of my old posts....im dissapointed to see that i lost myself. It was apparent through my writing. Why didnt i see it coming? This year i need to fucking just fucking, fuck, be myself i guess. But first i would need to find who i trully am. Its something i have been wondering for years now. (no its not bs, i know what ur thinknin) but its just fucking shit i have to sort through. Fucking. why did i change? I dont like what i have become. It's time to pick up the peices and start again. Over the past months i have found out alot of shit about myself, some good some bad, but it is going to help to paint a picture of me. Then once i get a real feel for me, i can then tweek myself to become who i feel comfortable being. Fuck, i know it sounds like im talkn alot of shit, but fuck, i cant really xplain it anybetter. but now some changes are goin on, see, this blog was made to fucking help me find about me, not to archive every agonizing moment of my life, so from now on, untill i get back into my old writing habbits, there will no longer bee cool images, or fucking long pointless storys....well, not alot of pointless storys. Oh one last thing, compare an old story such as post 4 compared to 26. please tell me what is different, my style of writing chnaged alot. I need to write like me, not some college washout who managed to make a website interesting for a kid in highschool to find funny and "oh so true". so please...but fucking, dont flame too harshly. Well im done, fuck this.

Good Bye