Red, chipped finger nails graze over broken letters. Letters to for words. Words to form phrases. Phrases: meaningless, forgettable, lost. Tired eyes strain to read. Pulse average, normal, standard. Breathe in, breathe out. Day in, day out. Life. A long road with no stop sign, no stop light. No speed limit. Our minds the only one in control. ( Read more... )

So,
I've never been good with keeping a diary or a journal. It's boring. 
So instead. This "blog" or "journal" is for my feelings, ideas, whatever

If you don't like to read personal things, then don't. Simple :)

I update my tumblr a lot more than I will here, here is just a test phase. BUT
the difference is that here I will be posting things about me. like a diary and a journal of my thoughts
everything on tumblr is public BUT there will be some posts on here that are friends only
if you want to be my friend then add me and I will probably add you back
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