Things that don’t touch me.

First things first:

I’ve lost 5 pounds in just over a week I think? Damn my cloudy memory. I’ll accept that loss. I’ll keep this up. If it can physically be done, I will do it. If other people have done it before, there’s no reason I can’t.

I hate the consequences of being emotionally slutty sometimes. It’s a rollercoaster lifestyle. I’ll say anything to anyone.

And that’s why I do this, I care, I care, I care. And I want to connect. So say anything! You’re not the only strange one looking at this screen.

I don’t have much shame when it comes to my stories. I own the good and the bad so no one else can can dangle it above me or call me out.

The people who take it upon themselves to respond to my writing usually give me positive feedback. I mean that factually, not narcissistically. There is likely a subset of people who are like “WTF is this obnoxious attention seeking girl doing, writing so much?”

But that doesn’t touch me. I think what people fail to remember is that even though I put a lot of myself into my writing... some of the people who read this DON’T really know me. I still have my secrets. I dont answer every question I get. I’m a girl and a world.