I never truely like writing in any of these online journals because I find a lack of interest in the lives of others somewhat...sickening. People scream "READ ME READ ME" then post smut, but the ones who write there true feelings are pasted over for the people with flashy pictures and smutty writing.
It hurts my heart to see truely good writing wasted on a group of seagulls, more interested in garbage then art. But I've decided that I'd tell that feeling to "screw off" and hope that my journal is pasted over. That's right, I hope that this is pasted over, like many others, and that only people with a true interest in a the life and times of one girl, despretly trying to make something of her life, while working at a job she hates, and holding on to a dieing dream, I hope they find this and read it. I hope my story gives someone else hope someday.
Till then I'm writing it all here. Wish me luck, because i'm gonna need all I can get in this town.
 Miss Nickie · Mon Mar 20, 2006 @ 12:42am · 0 Comments |
