Mar
3
2010
1%
It’s just once in a long while, that I am inspired to read my old online journal entries.
Y’know, the really annoying ones that talk about my heart being broken into a million pieces and thrown into the winds to be carried away from me so I may forget or some shit like that.
My writing back then was ridden with all sorts of hyperboles and melodramatic whining. To be fair I was also far more emotional and angsty back then. I suppose I am not like that anymore…at least 99% of the time.
It’s only the 1% of the time - and I don’t know what triggers it - when I get moody enough to want to reconnect with those past emotions in deep hues of blue and red. And see that I was, still am, alive