Why have I been doing?
What have I been doing?
all of this is not clear
I’ve been wandering aimlessly
Identity has been on my mind
But why worry about identity? Identity is the mask of substance
What makes up a person is what defines their being, what defines who they are.
I can call myself whatever I want, I can view myself however I want, I can be whoever I want inside my head. Whatever people see is what I am.
Despite my best efforts, people will see me in their own way, informed by their own experiences of people like me. Is that fair? Maybe not. Is it wrong? Definitely not.
My identity concerns me. It worries me that I am unsure of who I am or what I want or where I’m headed or where I’ve come from. I don’t totally understand the trajectory of my life. Nobody does. But I am painfully aware that I do not. Why? Why can I not know? Who stops me? I do.
Why have I been doing what I have been doing/////
What is this blog
What is this one place where I can slowly define who I am.
It is a chance to be anonymous. It is a chance to say “FUCK ALL I HAVE THESE EMOTIONS AND I WANT NOBODY AND EVERYBODY TO SEE THEM”
Fuck you
Fuck you.
I – – - – - –
Fuck you =
I am going to make some cool shit
I will make some cool shit
That is my promise
Cool shit
Shit
June is a month
June is a month to make a long term plan
TO make a plan for the rest of my life
LOL AT THAT HUH M8