And so it goes

With all sections of my life I have been standing back every so often and asking myself, "What are you doing?"
What am I doing?
Self destrustion. Lies. Fun. Random. Betrayal.
And why?
Control. Fear. Boredom. Mirth.

But really...
It's just life.
Life in it's entirety. The messed up, twisted, deplorable things we do for amusment.
And the meaningful, kind and beautiful things we do, because our hearts tell us to.

Such is life.

Here we go again.

... nothing.

I have so much to blog about right now. More than I've had to write in a good year and a half. There is just so much to think about and so much going on. My blog has gotten boring. Very boring. For some reason I just can't put anything into words. And even if I can I don't want to post anything... To anyone who gives a crap about this blog, Sorry!

Mission Accomplished

Fact:
I worked very hard to become this person.

... ... ...

Can I tell you a secret?

I hate being this way.