creepy crawlers.
Decided to say fuck it and cheat on my blogspot. The bitch been changing anyway, she’s not the same anymore. I can’t update from my phone. Bitch puttin locks and shit on her shit, probably to get me to pay for some mobile blogging tool or something. Fuck that. I get even. So im creepin with tumblr for now, possibly forever. Lets see how much I like it this go ‘round.
Im considering keeping this little spot to myself. Not telling anyone. Im mad at the world but its nothing new. Feeling real naked knowin two-headed people know my personal business. But worse than feeling naked is feeling raped when you find out the person you done told every part of your deepest personal thoughts to for the past 5 years has begun to judge you and make their opinions of you public knowledge, without even telling YOU how they feel. Even after you’ve held all their thoughts, opinions, mistakes, etc. stored in your pocket like your great granddaddys old watch, handed down from generation to generation, protecting it with your life. But fuck it — nothings sacred anymore..not even the bond of a friendship and the conversations held in them. When it comes to the gain of popularity and a false sense of celebrity, all things are public knowledge.
Someone told me once that I do all the right things for all the wrong people. Touche.
