Apparently my previous entry was found by the culprit known as The Babykiller and later after that they practically called me out on Facebook.
Now, as sad as it is, Facebook has become a huge part in life for my generation.I can only imagine how it'll end up being for those younger than me. It doesn't matter if you're discussing whether or not to go through an abortion or who you should try to fuck that night, completely serious conversations go on there nowadays, for the entire network to see(if privacy settings are done incorrectly, that is). It seems pretty fucking dumb to me, but it has to happen sometimes because it's the only place a lot of people still feel...I guess, safe? I think comfortable is a better word.
Anyway, the person called me out and basically said I was pointing the finger at them and that I was telling everybody that they had killed their baby sister.
Obviously doing such an action should never be discussed, let alone posted onto the interwebs. I really doubt that more than 15 people read my blog. I also doubt that any of those people really know me/my circle of friends. But that's all assuming that I even did point the finger in the first place, which I didn't. And I haven't. Fuck, I could be the person.
To change the tone of the blog here, I'm excited for Spring. It's been abnormally cold in Florida for about four months now.(This is where a typical ignorant person would shout "Yeah! Global Warming MY ASS!")
And although the changes in the weather and the continuing year, I feel like everything is going to be alright when it comes to me. My life decisions and how things will work out. It feels good to not worry as much, or pout as much. Optimistic. Optimistic.
Though shit can always hit the fan at anytime. So who the fuck knows.
I want to start writing more. Reading too. I have about ten books waiting to be read on my nightstand. I've got a lot on my "Do later..." list. Including the "Get money, get paid" way of life.
Northstar really fits the mood these days. Not a bad thing at all.