SCREW IT

I've attempted to start three posts before this one. I can't decide which emotion to go with and I don't much feel like writing.

That's a lie.

I do feel like writing, but what I want to write is fiction and I'm unwilling to share that with you. I am willing to share, in obnoxiously vivid detail, every emotion I've ever felt and nearly every thing or event or person that has ever made me feel that way, but my fantasies, my daydreams, my longings. Those are mine.

And you.

You don't deserve them.