".....you're one, too?"
bitter truths come out. thngs that i have seen, seen through another person's eyes. objectively. voyeurism.
doubt that will last long.
i remember, about 1995 or 1996 or so, when i found LJ, and i thought., "why the hell would anyone want to use that service? i can make one for myself" - and i did, actually, for about a year or so.
and now, i am here. go figure.
but yeah, i sit here and continue to write. if people discover me, hey, that's cool, if not, fine too. but i'm not about to stick giant neon blinky arrows above this journal. nosir.