confusion247's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Leaving Diaryland I've had this journal since January 1st of my Freshmen year. I've written a ton of shit in here about everything in my life. My thoughts, my feelings, but something that people don't understand is that all of these thoughts and feelings that I record are momentary. They don't last forever. When you write in your journal when you're pissed off at the world do you really mean it when you say "Fuck everyone." No. At the time you do, but in the long run you don't. Somethign people don't understand is this journal is just like any other journal, except it's open to the public for whatever reason. You shouldn't gather your entire opinion on me by what I write in here. You shouldn't spread rumors aroudn CLarksville about me dating some boy just because I went on a date with him and he totally screwed me over by trying to go on some double date with me. You read the surface. That's all you're supposed to do. You don't need to read into things. Or maybe you do, but it won't help anything, it'll just hurt things hardcore. I don't know why I decided to let my thoughts and feelings be public for two years, but I did. ANd because of that a lot of people now dislike me, or send me e-mails that make me want to slit my wrist. When you think your girlfriend looks fat one day you don't tell her, but you think it. That's kind of how this journal is. It's a lot of thoughts that I don't want to say outloud but still think. So with all that said, goodbye confusion247.diaryland.com. I've had a lot of memories that are no recorded in you, and I'll miss writing like mad, but as of December 31st I will stop writing. I may throw in another entry or two within the next few days. But I'll be moving to a new, locked location. Where my thoughts really are my thoughts and no one can get confused by them. And no, this isn't only because of one person (you know who you are), it's because this isn't the first time this has happened, and I hate the feeling of you being mad at me. I hate confusing you, because that's all this journal does, "confusion247" I didn't just pick the name at random. So, my final entry will be the 31st. It'll be epic. Hearts and stars, Danny. 10:27 a.m. - 2003-12-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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