Lies.

2011 is the year of lies.

And the year of loneliness.

I'm pretty sure I'll find this all out to be true. I've never felt more alone nor told as many lies as I have... this year. Already. It's been six days. 2010 I'm carrying more lies over.

I have this feeling in my chest. And I'm not sure if it's from the greatest lie I've told yet... or because of something else.

It's been a year since I've been here.

It feels weird.

I update once a year basically now.

And they're all about the same depressing old shit.

Now that people follow me on tumblr....twitter....facebook...other blogsites. This is the only one nobody knows.