an introduction

A blog. Haha that’s funny. I mean, to me it’s funny…but then again I laugh at everything. All the rest of you bloggers out there, I’m not laughing at you. I promise. In fact, you are inspirations. Kind of.
Anyways. The reason it’s funny is cuz I’m the one writing it. I tried to start a diary several different times in my youth. (I don’t think I’m really qualified to refer to my “youth”, but whatever). So the diary. No success. I remember one day looking back at one of the only entries I’d ever written. The page was bleeding (ooh, great word) with anger and frustration—it even had some pretty offensive diction in it—and the topic was, well, my mom. My dear, beautiful mother. Needless to say, I tossed it out, shocked at my lack of understanding and outright wrong thinking processes.

So why am I starting a blog? I don’t know. It’s not like my life is super interesting or anything. I mean, it’s alright. I guess I just want to try it out. I could love it and do it for the rest of my life…or I could come back a couple of years from now and realize that I was completely confused. It doesn’t really matter.

So. I invite you into my head. Take it or leave it. I wouldn’t really know either way.

Love, krystal.