I'm in this strange place again.
Maybe it's winter or something. I realise I havn't posted in ages and to be honest I can't even give you a good enough reason.
I originally thought that idendity was something you discovered through experience and to some extent that's correct. Recently I realised that idendity is nothing but an image, a persona that you project in the space you fill. I can be whoever the fuck I want to be. I still feel lost, but I've never been so happy to explore in all my pathetic life. I'm happier than I ever have been before. I have the best friends and so much to look forward to.
It feels good to write again.