I was just thinking that I really don't appreciate you very much. I'm sorry about that - doubt it will change though. I remember I used to really value my xanga. What makes you so much less significant? Age? Then why do I still keep you up occasionally? Why do I feel the need to voice my inner thoughts over the interweb?
The world will never know.
Still, you are something I created so I guess I must have some kind of attachment to you. Perhaps when (if) I read you later in life I'll feel more fondly about you. As of now, I have no real feelings about you. Now I shall go do my homework.
Apathetically yours,
Sam
Dear blog,
Tuesday, March 9, 2010 | Posted by Sophie Hunter at 7:42 PM |
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