The nice thing about having two blogs, is that on this one, I put all the things I want people to see, and on the other one, I can put the things I want to say. It’s a bummer I can’t have one blog where I manage to do both of those things. I guess I’m just so concerned that if I write something for me, something expressive, something I just feel like saying on this blog, someone will read it and interpret it wrong. Maybe they’ll think I’m writing it for it to be read by them, or that I’m making a statement about someone, and sure I’ve done both those things, the internet is made to be passive aggressive or passively sad, right?—and the thing is, even if I’m doing just that, it doesn’t mean I want them to read it, it just means I wanted to get it out there; I needed an outlet.
Anyway, I’ve been contemplating deleting this blog for a while but I hold a special place for this blog so I think it’s going to continue being, more or less, what it’s slowly but surely turning into: nonsense, detached commentary of photos and things that I find amusing, disturbing, or important. I don’t mean important to my life, but just important in general. This being said, I have, and have had for some time, a subpar writing blog where the angst flows FREELY, but I like the anonymity of it, for the most part. So, if you’re REALLY interested in reading about a psuedo-neurotic college girl with made-up problems and inner conflict, you can message me and I’ll give you the URL.
In the mean time, enjoy this picture of Steve McQueen melting my soul.
