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kipper
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I used to be here all the time, infesting this strange dictionary with my ramblings. A daily, twice daily even, occurrence. That was about two years ago, and i have not been back since. My cover was blown, and people close to me found out who i was on here, and therefore had access to thoughts that i don't share out like sweeties. Very bad, the consequences still make me want to scream. I have always missed it though, it is lovely to have a place like this where you can let your mind go for a walk. It is also great because, i know so many of you, looking through all of the recent blathes, the family are still at large, talking rubbish or spewing great insight, and i get a fresh crack of the whip. I am new and fresh, but also an old hand. Ohhh... fun fun fun.
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so much explained
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three words
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unhinged
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. (but i won't hesitate to find a new home when this one gets shitty)
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unhinged
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. (but i won't hesitate to find a new home when this one gets shitty)
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unhinged
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Raina
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Hard to believe I have close to 20 years of blathers in this space. I followed the digital footprints of a crush here and words were exchanged. Meet him in person a decade later and he turned out to be a pretentious bore with a balding hairline and a dadbod. Some crushes should stay simply such. He left, I stayed. I'd leave, I'd return. Started a family, watched dreams die. Tucked my deepest disappointments here because a journal would be too much like right. Over the years omeone began using my name and I backed away, feeling violated and... stabby. A shite word for a writer but I felt exactly that. Now I'm here. Searching for ways to fill the chalice which seems to have unlimited libations for others, while I thirst and yearn. Renewing a history, searching for proverbial clues to who I once was. May I never lose sight again. May I never lose sight again. May I never made sight again.
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Raina
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may I never lose sight again
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Raina
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may I never
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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