The Winds of Time Are Shifting My Desires

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.