My Promise

You know, to be honest, most of the crap on the blog site is the same. If I were a third party person reading this stuff, I would deduct that the author was a self-loathing, narcissistic, idiot. It seems he is so absorbed in his own misery, that it has left him paralyzed. The world doesn't have to be this macabre, dark place as he paints it. After looking through the eighty or so entries on this site, I have felt sad and empty after reading most of them. Writing should convey emotions and feelings, but these are so full of hopelessness and dread, that it's getting hard to read, let alone write anymore. I promise to start writing more interesting things not pertaining to the dark cellar of my so-called-life anymore. Perhaps looking towards the outside world, and other aspects of life will shed some much needed light onto this pitiful site.