So I was asked today to be real...
I thought I was being real...
I have always considered myself to be a real person with real thoughts to be displayed in a civil yet
realistic way though I do hesitate when knowing the answer will hurt.
Who wouldn't? Im a human being, yeah one with faults and all.
A human being that questions herself, her questioning herself and why she is the way she is which is a deeper version of one questioning herself.
I am trying to get hardened by the world but not to the point where people are like "what a bitch".
I just hate being hurt.
Yes I've been hurt before and if I choose to move forward with anyone I need to re-step... my steps.
If possible of course. I am
Human,
I do human things and think human thoughts.
I know Im weird but thats just the way I was raised right? Am I a special case? <<< me questioning myself is not a road you want to travel.
I have been crazy busy and that is why I have faltered in my othe to blog everyday but Ill try to keep up. I'm getting tired of uploading everyones pictures on FB too! Aren't they tired of people tracking them? Don't they want to fall of the face off the Earth and see who will follow??
Or thats just a me
thing.
I realized in my posts (reading back which I hate to do because I slightly embarrass myself) that I used to write a lot of poetry not so much on this site but the little posts stem from long pages thousands of texts and convos and random little thoughts. And then
Bloop!
A random poem on a random page with a random a-title.
Don't you love it?
You would if it were you're baby.. which has me tripping.
But then again I am a Pisces.
Being
Real
