I’ve learned a lot from you these last few years,
The past is like a souvenir for me.
A trophy I keep within myself,
so I never go back to that place again.
As long as I have you by my side,
we’ll be just fine, we’ll be just fine.
This entry actually serves a purpose. I wanted to address my personality and how much of a reserved person I am. I’ve always realized and observed that I’m often timid and quiet.
I have to give my friends many props because it must be quite difficult to get to know me. The real me. Not that I have different skins that I shed, however it’s almost like I pick apart and choose who gets to know certain traits about me. That sounds bad but it’s almost like a defense mechanism I suppose. How I protect myself.
I would like to honestly say that I wish I wasn’t this way. Sometimes I mean it. Other times, I am content with being this way. It depends on the situation. When I am at shows, in my element, it would seem to the outereye that I’m a very outgoing person. Whereas in a different situation such as on the college campus, one would think I am mute.
Even writing this entry was a big step for me. I will most likely even ponder hours from now perhaps if shining some light on this part of me was a mistake.
Lucky number 7
1. Pretty sure I am bad at giving advice, yet my friend still ask for my thoughts on situations.
2. I feel dirty. I need to take a shower. Get clean.
3. Has anything changed? Nothing but time. (Are we wasting time or utilizing it to it’s full potential?)
4. Give up or give in. Should’ve, could’ve, would’ve. Bear with me, I’m trying.
5. Home. Is it an idea or a place? Comfort zone. You’d think you’d be willing to trade your morals for a piece of glory or a shining star.
6. I’m starting a new journal. It will have mostly fragmented thoughts yet it will all make sense once put together.
7. Secrets. Double-edged sword. I think I’ve said enough.
