Current mood:	irritated
Entry tags:	mindrant

My Words
I came back, though I know not why, maybe because these words are so much a part of me that I can’t leave them behind. Either way, I fear for their very existence for I know if they where to disappear or to be stolen it would be like losing a piece of myself. I don’t know if I could stand that, I am not all here entirely to begin with…so to lose even more of me might not leave enough to be worked with and the whole thing would be scraped as a waste of time. But if that is so, why do I continue to write? Why would I put them here for someone to possibly take? Maybe I trust others to much, maybe I hope that these words will help someone else help me? In any case they are here…here for whatever reason that they are. I hope that I do not regret my choices, I try so hard to never have a reason to look back without smileing.