i am 20

i deleted a bunch of posts. i like blogging because when i want to dispose of journal entries i am relieved from ripping pages out of my diary and messing up the binding. i don't know why i said that because i actually don't even own a diary. well, i actually do. it's blank. i would have started writing in it a long time ago, but its too beautiful. so naturally i have to write beautiful things in it and i have nothing beautiful to say.

more and more i feel i want to be a writer. like my mom. she is so talented. she could help me get published. i don't even know what i would write. and i need to develop my writing. and i am a pathetic speller.

did you know i am 20 and have never been in love?
i think thats really something.