Films, and such.

listening to: The Sharp Hint of New Tears by Dashboard Confessional

Today whilst heading to the ice cream shop i thought of blogging.

Then i thought: why do i blog, and write for what i know is a non-existent audience?

It was then that i realised, much like dashboard in Carrabba's song, i'm confessing my feelings to the computer, to the blog. When you have no one to talk to, talk to yourself. Talk to the computer. Throw it up in the vast emptiness of the internet, expose the void in your heart. And pray that someone actually cares.

Melissa told me a few months back that i was right, that growing up is learning how to be lonely. I don't know whether to be happy or sad. Well actually it seems much clearer to me know. It is sad. It is tragic to be right in this scenario. It is a terrible ideology to believe in. I dont' know what's more worrying, that i believed it enough to tell it outright to someone, or that i felt, and discovered it.