…but I kind of wish I had a writer’s type of blog. Instead I really just have a tumblr, a thing I use to post funny things people say, pics, or images I find beautiful. The occasional song here or there, not really, and when I’m feeling lonely a text post talking to imaginary people I think are listening. Every time I think of whining I think of writing it down here, and I pretty much never do, but I’d rather have a sophisticated blog which I intend to write down my composed thoughts, rather than a catch-all social media site where I can talk when I want people to listen. When I write about serious things, I write not for you to listen but for me to remember what I’m thinking. When I want people to listen, I have nothing truly valid to say except my emotions which may or may not be relatable and [that word for releasing an emotion by seeing/hearing it somewhere else] for you to read.
I think I’m going to start a wordpress. Let’s see if I keep up with it, or just start doing all that writing on here instead.


