I realized something the other day. I called my blog "Lopsided: Life, Love, and Everything in Between", and while I talk a lot of shit about the things I love and don't love, I have never actually talked about love. It's strange. I have been in love, and I have been loved. But I don't ever talk about my previous relationships, and if I do, it's only in passing. I think it mostly stems from my belief that whatever happened is between me and that person. It's really no one's business. I don't talk about it out of respect for those people. I know for an absolute fact that I would hate to have certain parts of my personal life up on the internet for the whole world to see. It's different if I choose to share it. It's because of that that I just can't write about things like that kind of love. Plus, there are just some things that I can't talk about, so it's better if I don't even go there. It's also for that reason that I talk a lot of shit about pretty insubstantial things. It's actually a startling realization. That my blog is basically fluff. I don't have brilliant thoughts, although I may think that I am brilliant. Sometimes I can be witty, but more often than not I am whiny, and
As long as you don't expect me to talk about love...you'll probably be disappointed.