I only wrote in it four times.
It's been about a year since I bought it.
On that same day, I bought a large black journal; It's nearly full.
It's not full in the sense that the majority of the pages have words on them.
Rather, it's full because if you were to read it, you would have a complete understanding of who I am.
Of what I want from life.
You would see why I don't go to parades.
I'm hoping this blog will not be "642 Things To Write About"
What I am aiming for, is something that I can fill
and drink.
I want to fill each page with the truth.
because once upon a time,
before high school
before reality
When we were all were drunk with soberness of mind
that one day we would be rulers of a far away land.
Kings and Queens,
little sand boxes as our citieswith a beautiful story that was full of love, adventure and of course a happily ever after
would be ours for the taking.
we didn't worry about saying the right things.
we just...
said what we thought.
