Listening to: Dream Girl - DMB
I havent blogged in a while. A strange thing it is indeed. I dont really know what to say here. Most anything that I want to say i'm going to quickly deem too private for a blog and then erase it. School is going fine. I hung out with a small gang last night. Realised some things late at night I dont really want to know but apparently looking at the stars will never be the same for me.
I also have, in recent weeks, decided that I'm never again going to give advice unless I can first follow it myself. I've no right to be preachy without practicing, so to speak.
I'm sorry if I always sound so vague here, I just dont like to name names. And even more so than that I love to talk in metaphor and rhyme, without reason but in time. It's sort of what I do.
I guess that's about it for me right now. Comment some love here for me, it'd be appreciated.
.Steve
I find myself preaching without practising, so to speak, and I feel incredibly guilty for it. The thing is, if I can't do something but I want my friends to, what am I supposed to do? I suppose trying would be a good start.
I have trouble being truthful and mentioning names on my diary.
I suppose I do live for/through my friends, and I think they do the same with me.
I like reading your stuff, pretending to understand.
-J