I've done quite a lot of things for the past two weeks. Things that I have deep urges to write about. But a book won't do, and I find satisfaction in putting it online for all to see.
But I can't put it up here. Not with my parents wandering around. Or potential employers fishing for background information.
I guess it does, indeed, kind of suck to not be able to express myself fully. Just as a simple hug, an expression of love, could be deemed a major abomination of whatever dogma one follows. Crossing the line, they say.
I found love, in a way. But a different kind of love. It's the kind I would love to keep to myself.
Maybe, one day, you'll find my blood writings online. As a different person. And you'll understand.
And you'll understand what lies behind some of the posts here. Veiled behind the cover of awkward poetry.
I hope.
I have much to say.
But I can't put it up here. Not with my parents wandering around. Or potential employers fishing for background information.
I guess it does, indeed, kind of suck to not be able to express myself fully. Just as a simple hug, an expression of love, could be deemed a major abomination of whatever dogma one follows. Crossing the line, they say.
I found love, in a way. But a different kind of love. It's the kind I would love to keep to myself.
Maybe, one day, you'll find my blood writings online. As a different person. And you'll understand.
And you'll understand what lies behind some of the posts here. Veiled behind the cover of awkward poetry.
I hope.
I have much to say.
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