The beginning.

I'm like an actor who forgets his lines because of stage-fright. I can't trust myself. So let my writings speak for my heart and for my head, let them say the words I can't say aloud. This is all I've got, since being quiet and contemplative hasn't gotten me anywhere. I try to keep sarcasm at a minimum, but hey, what can I say, it's hard not to be witty. Or cheeky. Anyways, this is me, expressing how I'm questioning too many things, trying not to be in love, and figuring out how to just be over a 6-month period. Let's just say that "it's coming quite naturally" is an understatement.