Someday maybe I'll expose this blog to the people who were in it, just send them all from an anonymous account.
Maybe I'll send them under a name that only people who truly know me would know.
Pfft...the only person out of all of them who knows that name is Kuma-kun.
Catwoman has seen the blog, but of course I've exposed most of my silly secrets to her over the years.
Southern Boy has seen it, even read some of it.
But he was never too keen on reading my writing, and only I know what that means.
I just got really distracted, didn't I?
Almost turned this into an update post....
Oh, but my heart is rotting.
I'm thinking about deleting my Facebook, and becoming a hermit.
Ironically this post is about my favorite Instagram pictures of the day, maybe this could even be a regular thing.
Maybe.
Because, holy crap this makeup...
Just in the interest of classic goth girl fashion.
I wonder if it's counterintuitive to have a blog about my personal life like this.
Did I used to be more insightful, back when I read books and watched interesting movies...and went on crazy adventures???
*sigh*
How has my life become so boring?
And why should I lament it?
Enough prattle.
Queen of The Fucking Universe signing out.
"Fuck you, thank you, I love you all!"
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