surviving the quiet.

I’ve done a huge unjustice to this journal over the years. Abandoning it and reclaiming it on a repeat basis for sometime and on my end that’s sort of a failure seeing as it has been the only one I can seem to keep going. Aesthetically, I’ve enjoyed my livejournal but I have this problem with censoring myself, subconciously, because I’m just so damn worried about being one type of thing. Annyway, that’s a bore. Next entry I’ll be back to my old pseudo-confident self.  I’m sure my fellow open diarists have long since forgotten about this but, all is all. adieu adieu.