The 'it' girl

I will post again today...but just want to say hello and issue my disclaimer..
I think it,feel it, see it, desire it, and fustrated by it, hurt by it, love it...what ever the "IT" maybe...I will write about it. I write another blog..and most recently I realised myself editting was removing the spirit and honesty behind some of my blogs. Scared which mother fucker might read it and realise I might not be as 'balanced' as I externally appear. I guess in some ways I am balanced, but in many I most definetly am not. This blog..is my chance to explore..challenge..analysis..express the voice in my head. It's a place I can write freely..like when I was a kid and kept a diary..before my mother took it apon herself to read, it an discovered I reffered to her as 'germs inc', and had been felt up by boys. I was 12 and reading far too much Judy Blume.

I'm excited..I'm forever writing in my head. Now I want to be read...I want to share and see if people feel the same as I do...or if I am on a straight road to Maudsley mental hospital, dont pass go and don't collect two hundred pounds. This is a place of freedom for me. No censorship, or giving a monkeys about what anyone thinks. So let the fun and games commence. I'm sure "there'll be tears before bedtime".
Welcome to my warped..neurotic..marginally self obsessed, world.x