I think I should clear something up for my non-existent readers. It must be really confusing for them. I mean, there's scheduled posts on Fridays, then the same phrase every Saturday, and a whole bunch of other random posts in the middle of the night? I can almost picture their puzzled expressions... all transparent and fake looking... So I'll explain it. As of right now, 6-ish pm on Monday the 22nd, here's how my posts work:
Every Friday for the next four months already has a designated post. Most of it was written months to years ago, so If anyone out there actually does read this... those are irrelevant in my life right now. And those periodic "Go Away" posts are, too.
Every Saturday will be the same response to the same phrase. It will also be scheduled, however, those are new every week. That's right, those really do describe my viewpoint for the week.
Random posts are from seconds before I finish typing them. Since I'm coming to accept the possible diagnosis of bipolar disorder by my last shitty councilor, Cheryl Peterson, who completely fucked me over, I'll admit that those are the most accurate for a day-by-day account for how I'm doing.
Some posts might disappear, and possibly reappear, randomly. That's because sometimes I write things I shouldn't. So if they disappear, don't freak out. And if they reappear with slight or major modifications, don't freak out.
Get it? Got it? No? Too bad. Now FUCK OFF. I've already said I don't want anyone to read this shit. Cuz thats what it is, shit. Worthless shit from inside my mind.
Every Friday for the next four months already has a designated post. Most of it was written months to years ago, so If anyone out there actually does read this... those are irrelevant in my life right now. And those periodic "Go Away" posts are, too.
Every Saturday will be the same response to the same phrase. It will also be scheduled, however, those are new every week. That's right, those really do describe my viewpoint for the week.
Random posts are from seconds before I finish typing them. Since I'm coming to accept the possible diagnosis of bipolar disorder by my last shitty councilor, Cheryl Peterson, who completely fucked me over, I'll admit that those are the most accurate for a day-by-day account for how I'm doing.
Some posts might disappear, and possibly reappear, randomly. That's because sometimes I write things I shouldn't. So if they disappear, don't freak out. And if they reappear with slight or major modifications, don't freak out.
Get it? Got it? No? Too bad. Now FUCK OFF. I've already said I don't want anyone to read this shit. Cuz thats what it is, shit. Worthless shit from inside my mind.
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