Nothing is real
Nothing is perfect
Nothing is certain
You can lie
You can try
You can run, you can hide
But they can still, see it in your eyes
The fear and the failure
Heartache and disaster
This life you cannot master
Mistakes are meant to be made
Rules are meant to be broken
There's winners and there's losers
Failures and the forgotten
This too shall pass
And life will go on
Someday you'll forget
This feeling will soon be gone
..So, it's been awhile since I've posted anything, much less even been on here. I forgot my password and silly me, I put in the wrong e-mail until I thought today that maybe I used the wrong one. So here I am, I read through a lot of my old postings and my oh my how things have changed. It also made me realize I need to start writing more again, but I had a lot of good stuff on here when I was writing a lot, but since I've just had a bad case of writer's block and I'm not totally sure how to work through it.
Anyway, on with the point. I dearly missed the comfort of Xanga and being able to pour my heart and soul into my page without having a care, and maybe just maybe someone could relate to me and not feel so alone. But hopefully I'll get a little less rusty here soon. I'd like to say that it's funny to read back and think about the things I wanted to happen that did (and some that didn't) and to just remember how I felt back then. It's comforting to know that at least some of the things I hoped for did happen, and that through all that pain and "heartbreak" I came out on the other side, stronger and smarter.