Nothing is planned & I figured my reasoning is good enough.
Most likely I'll start & barely finish.
I'm trying to explain the things I've learned while in the process of acknowledging the truth about it all.
with all Pride aside: I'm admitting there's Fear,
But I wouldn't be my mothers daughter if I didn't set this free (Without regard.)
I knowingly over analyze ever situation that arises & people confide in me because of it ;
I've been procrastinating I must admit.& for a while I didn't understand why. I just knew that I was stuck. A few days ago my gf & I were laying in bed talking, you know..same ol shit. & I came to the realization that the reason I've been so hesitant to start this thing, is because I've built a shell around myself thus causing a serious case of social-phobia. I became paranoid & afraid of my very own feelings. It hit me like a ton of bricks when I came to this conclusion but at the same time, it felt as if the noose around my neck had loosened. I have a dope sick love with writing. . I wake up with writing on my mind, I sleep, shit.eat. Piss.shower with it. its sex :When she takes my burdens as her own fully knowing she'll be stuck with them forever, reminding me to breathe. So this blog of mine is dedicated to the art of writing with no barriers no consideration no respect and all the love in the world.
Heres to the end of my complete isolation.
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