you're cut off 24.07.06 2:44 a.m.
I can't really write a journal in public anymore. As melodramatic as this will sound, I have indeed lost most of my faith in humanity, and therefore do not feel I can trust anyone, especially strangers, with my thoughts. Instead of a journal of any emotional or literary substance, this space will be used to occassionally post happenings in my life of a neutral or superficial nature.
My appologies to anyone who may have cared. I've been betrayed more than once in the last few months, and I really can't risk that anymore. I'm really, honestly sorry to write something so utterly cold and dramatic as this, but I'm quite fed up with feeling insecure about my own thoughts. Understandably, I'll be better protecting them in the future.
Just to be clear, I'm not leaving. I'm just not going to share anything which is important to me anymore. I'm sorry.
listening:
reading:
ingesting:
(see entries before 20.11.05)
previously on Smothered Hope:
unreal - 20.05.08
in which our narrator kinda just babbles on a bit - 15.05.08
drank several margaritas last night. they were great. - 04.05.08
spacey - 29.04.08
i will most definitely regret posting this in public - 28.04.08