The Blog in Fairyland

This may not be the sweetest post to anyways tongue.

But it quite frankly needs to be put out of my system, my aura, my space.

It's ruining my mood and my developing outlook on the world.

I was "Chilling" yesterday.

Normal day in Orangeburg,

Dreary, depressing and redundant.

But I make the best... sometimes, by chilling.

Chilling which could be a number of things but right now I'm not getting specific 

cause chilling was never the problem.

However the person I choose to chill with yesterday stirred a lot up in me.

I am not one to shy away from arguments especially

when I am heavily connected to the topic, but chill buddy yesterday crossed, drew and ran right threw the line.

Things I hold close to me are what anyone else would hold close to theirs.

Plus this here blog. 

Having it for some years, it is my buddy ol pal.

My closest buddy I can voice my opinions and know they will be heard.

What I post is real, authentic and at times embarrassing but 

it's my way to voice myself and I wouldnt change it for the world

 I don't keep an in depth journal and tis why I

don't get so personal on this here blog.

I mean this is still the internet.

Business EVERY WHICH WAY.

....

But I digress.

Chill buddy yesterday 

basically asked me being who I am, what I talked about on my blog.

That not being such a problem though, chill buddy has been in my life for more than a year,

knowing about my blog and visiting should have came hand in hand,

But however, I gave that one away.

Maybe he (yes he), is not the blog, computer or even internet type.

The closest he may get to the internet is the keyboard on his phone.

-_- maybe.

So I elaborated a little about what my blog was about...

Wasn't even finished my God damned sentence when..

YEAH

"Who are you, though? To right this stuff, like who is nik_gold? Am I a source to care?"

came slurring out of his mouth.

Now I know he may not be the only one to have that question, 

nik_gold?

blogger?

what's that?

But the way you undermine someone for their worth and

meaning limits them as a 

person, and what they could someday be...

Plus, blogging is freeeeeeeee, internet is unlimited and 

what I do with my site is everything and ANYTHING for me.

It's my Myspace reloaded, Facebook 7.0, TwitterPLUS,

It's my open end to a closed fist and anyone with a problem can just not read,

go read necole Bitchie or something and have a nice day.

Now I don't know who my readers surround themselves with but

someone who is willing to down something or someone before they fully understand

anything and you chill with them, and theyre arent giving you advice.

PUHLEASE

I think less of them than all the racist, timids, morbids, close minded, individuals in the world

especially since I was chilling with you in redundant, depressing Orangeburg trying to make the best of it.

Spit.

Your belief that one person can mean nothing makes YOU less than anything.