I’m not dead.

by M. Lizabeth Currain

Well. It’s been a long while since I last posted. Almost a year. That’s crazy. It’s not that I haven’t lost my negativity, it’s just hard sometimes to keep up with something that you don’t feel is going anywhere. But that’s about to change! I am really going to try to make this blog work. My goal is to post about one entry per week. As much as I would like to post every day, I feel as though, it would be a waste. Or maybe it wouldn’t. I don’t really know. It seems like too many people just post whatever and are just rehashing what other people are blogging/tweeting/youtubing about and I don’t want this to turn into that. I want this blog to showcase me, dammit! Because in my shriveled up heart, I know I am meant to make people laugh by being my true self–someone that realizes the glass is just half and that I’m never going to love anything as much as I loved the Backstreet Boys in middle school. I’m going to give this another shot and try not to resign myself to the fact that I’ll probably be living in obscurity for the rest of my life. It wouldn’t suck for me as much as it would suck for all of you. Trust.

Keep your eyes peeled for a new post by the end of the weekend.