I have to confess, this seems like the end to a slight and very short run for my journal of exploits and scandal. I doubt anything noteworthy would come from my current relationship so all this blog will become would have to be a place where I can rant about the things that bug me about my best friend (who still doesn't know about the blog...and as time goes on and I destroy her character online, I don't want her to know about the blog. I don't want her to know that I want to staple her mouth shut on some occasions and want to shout at her for assuming she's so good at things when I know I could find six year olds who can do the same quality of work) and flutter all over the fun and exciting things that happen to me. I have to confess, this is the end of the chronicling of the silly things that I do for awhile at least.
...I don't know if how I worded my post meant I was planning to stop writing, but I see now that I can't stop. There is something that grows inside me every time something exciting or silly happens to me and I just have to write. I itch to write about the things that bug me or the things that make me proud of myself. I want people to be proud of me and the only thing that I hold that really does that is this blog. I don't know if I feel proud of every moment, but I know that moments do come here to show the online world that Scarlet Bloodmoon is a force to be dealt with and has these proud moments. This blog won't die because I have no more scandals to write about. This blog will crumble when I don't have the time to love and care for it. So until I cannot, I will write like this blog is my child and my words sustain and feed her.
Never to fear, my loves, I will not stop indulging you on the critical and cynical musings of Scarlet Bloodmoon
-I'm Sorry To Leave, But Nothing In The World Can Keep Me Here
Scarlet Bloodmoon
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mega sad face
such insightful, novel, and sometimes comedic entries. they will be missed.
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