Oh well so she decides to set up another journal...
She wonders if maybe this time she will keep to it and not like the others, left hanging.
She feels strangely bored, since she has a lot on her plate, things to do, things she wants to do and not to mention things she wishes she could do.
She feels alone.
Trapped in a world of her own design.
She wishes to break free, maybe, she does not know. Maybe she never will.
Hey ya, well anyone who happen to be over here, this is my new blog. Starts off kinda weird, no?
Who talks about themselves as a third person? Well maybe I should continue with that line. Heh :lol: