Need for an outlet

I think online. Its true. I do.

However, it seems like my online outlets have been compromised.

Twitter is dead to my personal thoughts, as my current employer is following me (also how i got my job.)

Facebook is dead because my personal thoughts are now censored. My thoughts are too scary to too many people.

It only leaves this. And as much as i like this, its not good. but sometimes it has to be the substitute for my frustrations.

But i don’t really know if this is even to personal to me. I want to share my thoughts, but i’m scared of what i might say. Natural? Boy, I hope so.

I’ll give it a shot:

I realized I don’t have the same problems as I once did. Thats good. But there is always something not good enough. Define perfection. Bet you can’t.

My problems now involve a beautiful girl. Said beautiful girl is not the same beautiful girl of previous problems. Thank god. This beautiful girl has potential, unlike old beautiful girl who had no potential. Potential>No Potential.

This problem arises is when I don’t know how to proceed. I guess I’d try. But its scary to try. no fear?

I bet 10 bucks i look back on this and am a little embarrased of myself.

Or this could be a turning point that I can be proud of.

10 bucks says it isn’t.

I’ll at least think about trying. Good enough, considering my fantastic support for mediocrity.