I don't like this diary. I miss my old diary, but I need to let it go.
So, new year (late) new circumstances. I need to let go. Period.
(I deleted my myspace. I have plans to delete my xanga. I plan to systematically remove myselves from the internet, as it stands, excepting probably my LJs because there's no efficient way to back that up.)
I need to fly.
So this is going to go away. I couldn't bear to use it anyway, and what I built it on was drug-induced ideals of silt and prayers.
There will be somewhere else. On bloop, of course, because I can't seem to be anywhere else.
I will inform. |
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