i tried to climb my way up, avoiding all those dangerous little loose rocks.

but i cant believe im pretty much back at where i was a couple of years ago:




*after-edit deletion*


(on a sidenote: i felt safe posting on fotolog cuz no one im scared of will read this. just the people i trust, and maybe some people i dont even know, who accidentally stumbled upon this page? if thats even possible.. Also, about a year ago, i had a phase where i would write huge personal notes, and i'd save them some place 'undercover' on my computer.. i still have that but since im the only one reading them, i dont feel like i've actually gotten anything off my chest.. hence.. fotolog. i write and upload, without knowing who actually reads it. inside anxiously hoping no one who might use this against me, will read this though. But at least i can get things off my chest there. self-therapy? now there's a word that'll make me seem crazy and lonely.)