"where does the good go?"

Once upon a time there was a girl. She had a little bob hair cut and had a round face and lots of friends.

Once upon a time there was a girl. She had long blonde hair and three close friends. Other girls. Bratty girls. All with long hair.

Once upon a time there was a girl. She cut most of her long blonde hair off. She had two bestfriends. A short girl who caused trouble and a gay boy with lots of curly hair. She also had a boyfriend. He had blonde hair too.

Once upon a time there was a girl. Her hair was at an awkward length and it was also yellow. She had some friends. A new gay boy and a confident girl. Boyfriends came and went.

Once upon a time there was a girl. Her hair was growing out. She had three best friends. A girl with ever changing hair, a girl with blonde hair and bangs, and a girl with brown skin and dark hair. They all had their nose pierced except her. Boyfriends came and went.

Once upon a time there was a girl. Her hair was getting longer and looked natural. The girl with ever changing hair remained. A new gay boy came. A beautiful girl with him. And soon after a serious boyfriend.

Once upon a time there was a girl. Her hair was her own. Serious Boyfriend. Week long friends. She had many best friends. They were all bound and filled with words.

Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

I wonder if anyone will even care what I have to say anymore.

It's kind of as if I don't really care though either, I just say it, to say it. Or write it to write it.

My last post of at the beginning of this school year?

Oh have things have changed!

Where did my friends go? Who really knows?

And my boyfriend still is...well....my boyfriend.

And it turns out, the way I write appeals to people. Of all shapes and sizes. 

"Why don't you write in your blog anymore?" 

insecurity? impatient? is there a word for "I just stopped caring"?

But let's strike this whole song and dance up again. 

Welcome back.