Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.
It’s frustrating not to have anyone to aim for. That one ended up being an asshole, this one is disturbed and addicted to everything, and that other one is an asshole too (either I tend to hook up to assholes, or assholes are a bit too many out there—or both, certainly both) and now I have nobody to visualize, to imagine when I close my eyes in bed
at night in the morning, nobody to kiss in my dreams. I’ve got so much love to give (and there’s no limit to the amount of clichés I can write, if I want to), I’m so naive and sentimental, what am I gonna do with all that?