But what was the question again?

Everyones is so stressed around here that their all shutting down...ok so I lie. Not everybody, just a few, but that is enough to taint my thoughts. Silence meets questions and comments, rejection fills my heart and head, weighed down with this new version of old pain, the darkness licks at my feet. But I shall kick it off...or at least thats what I'm planning to do...sometimes that has no effect on what actually happens.

I plan to ask a friend tommorow how to butify and perfect this thing you call a blog...it shall be great

Note to readers(if you exist); yes my spelling and grammer are horrid, so plz do not bug me about it, I know I know.

It really truley bothers me when these beautiful people around me critic themselves on problems and imperfections that they do not, by any stretch of the imagination posses...so very frustrating.

I love my cat. He's so cute.
I also love the overwhelming power this gives me! I can write whatever I like...until, that is, I realize that people I know will read this and then bug me about that things I write here...but maybe subconsiously thats exaclty what I want to happen...you never know. At least with a paper journal thingy you can protect and try the sensor who reads it.

I guess I'm just jabbering so off I go...to eat lollypops until my head explodes