just for fun, and for the vanity of it, i went through all the people who listed me as a favorite and read what they had to say about me.

and i realized that i used to be profound.

and now i am basically boring.

honestly, i don't know how i wrote for three years on the same topic every day.

i guess that just goes to show there is no muse like love.

it's weird to think that all that is over now. i feel like my life is currently in some sort of transitional process. for the first time in a long time, i don't love anyone (other than matt nathanson), and i don't really think about the boy anymore, and it doesn't really hurt too much to look back on it all anymore.

i don't know if it's true that time heals all wounds, i think in my case it was general exhaustion. i was simply tired of caring so much about someone who didn't care back, so i gradually stopped.

and now... nothing. i can't help feeling like i am waiting for something or someone. i can't help feeling like i am on the edge of something.

of course, it could be the edge of a black hole of loneliness and boredom, but i'll say that i hope not.

sometimes it's hard to be optimistic, but i'm still trying.

anyway, i guess i am apologizing for becoming boring and an uninteresting writer. i'll try to come up with some better entries. (and no, i'm not saying that because i want accolades. you don't have to say anything. you can just hope that i remember how to write.)

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