The Quiet Place

Sometimes it’s really fucking hard for me to be honest with people.

Sometimes I want to spill my guts to out to random people on the internet like a overly sensitive cunt-bag, but something just fucking stops me in my tracks every time.

I guess it boils down to two things. First of all, I really don’t believe anyone cares or should care. Second, the whole fucking idea of spreading my personal business around seems like a big fat case of “Look at me, I’m a dramatic and tortured soul!”

That may be the case, but…

…every now and then it’s nice to have a release.

So I made this page. It’s supposed to be kind of hidden (I’ll see how well that works out) but if you’ve found it, don’t feel bad. I wouldn’t stick shit here if I really hated the idea of someone reading it. Just understand that this shit is way more personal, and if you don’t want to be bombarded with slice-of-life numb-nuttery, just don’t even read it.

Thanks.

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7/23/12, 3:22 AM

I wrote some things here, but I couldn’t work up the nerve to actually post them. Oh well.