I love blogposts that I write/erase/write/erase. Sometimes I think I sound like such an asshole. This has gone that way tonight.
Here was basically what I was trying to say:
What I used to desire I no longer do, or I don't let myself because as Ms. Plath pointed out - they would destroy me.
I'm tired of making the same mistakes.
I desire something more for my life than what I'm currently engaged in.
I had something in there about being lonely tonight which is insane especially on a day where I got record compliments on my looks.
So there you go. An Outline.
I just fucking blogposted an outline. Wow.