I shouldn't have a blog.
I started one because I was once sad and angry and I needed to vent so that I wouldn't go out and commit murder. I wrote and wrote in anger in pain and with sorrow.
Now that I'm perfectly happy and carefree it seems quite pointless to keep this running. Happy shiny nonsense of mine shouldn't be taking up internet space or whatever you call it. It's just not me I feel.
I looked back at my posts for the past year and even the year before and I'm like what is all this nonsense! What the hell am I going on about. It's just nonsense for the sake of keeping something dead alive. Pointless.