Same old rebop

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When I started this blog none of my friends knew about it and I felt happy to be more or less open about everything. Now a number of my friends do know about it, and read it everynow and again. On one hand I like this, on the other it creates a problem, which is I'm now more likely to censor what I write than before. But that's only a problem if I allow it to be...what the fuck should I care what any of my friends think? Jeezus, I'm so tired of this hiding things away bollocks, I'm fucking fed-up with it, do you hear?

MEMO TO SELF: SO FUCKING WHAT?

2 comments:

hannah said...

I end up back at that whole what's the point of blogging? thing. If I wrote for myself, I could do it on paper. But the audience is, I dunno... useful? And who else is the audience going to be, if not my friends. I mean, no strangers are likely to want to read my drivel.

martin said...

but that's a lot of the fun of it, some strangers do read what I write and some I can get to know, form relationships with...