I am very creeped out by creepy googles. It's my own damn fault for letting my last name and where I work get linked in here, but I don't think I want my life on public display anymore. It is so great to look back at archives and see what I've done and have so much time accounted for. To know what I was feeling a year ago... two years ago... three years ago... but I constantly have to censor myself on shit and it blows. It's all my fault. I have a horrible, terribly unique last name and I've been careless.
This site has played a significant part in my life, but am I outgrowing it? Is it unfair to post pictures of people without their permission? I know my friends don't care and actually look forward to reading this, but I am starting to feel a bit uneasy. Exposed. Naked, if you will.
I know I've said I was going to shut down about a year ago because of people taking things written from this site and twisting them... but I kept at it because people told me to keep writing. It's an outlet. But am I even really writing anymore? Am I merely caption writing wile replaying my weekends? Who gives a shit? Who the fuck am I? I used to have a ton of readers, but I stopped really writing and connecting and I've become very self-involved.
It sucks... and I don't know what to do.