I've gotten in the habit of writing in a real, tangible, journal.
Not my thoughts, though. More proses and short stories. Truth is, I like what I write. I feel like I might have a future.
I've also gotten in the habit of not over-analyzing lyrics. I don't know how successful I'll be on songmeanings now, but I was never too successful anyways.
Looking back, it seems as if all I've ever wanted was for people to like me. I guess it still holds true. I'm glad I wrote that stuff, even if nobody ever saw it (truth be told, it's all a little boring) because now I know I've grown up in some small way.
Grown up or stopped caring.
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- February 12, 2009
- Lexie Obscura
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