…what I’m doing. I read on another blog that aspiring journalists in high school should make blogs, and so now I’m doing it. I did it. It’s here, in all it’s cheap and unprofessional glory.
I’m not doing this just because the blog told me to, or because I want to have a career in journalism, or because I crave validation and attention blah blah blah. I guess I’m doing this because sometimes I get tired of puking all my words out on this private instagram I have. Whenever I make a post on that instagram, some selfish, stupid part of me wishes for someone to read it. Which is, you know, impossible, considering the instagram is private and has one follower. (The follower is me. I am the one follower.)
This is therapeutic for me. Another form of journaling, but minus the hand cramps. I honestly doubt that anybody will read this blog, and I like it that way. Knowing that nobody will read it but the chance of it happening still there.
Anyways. My name is Julie. I am a mess and I’m not saying that to be quirky, I’m saying that because I am literally a mess and I am warning you that everything I post on here is going to be me complaining about how much of a goddamn mess I am. All the time.
Sorry not sorry. This blog is for me. If anyone’s reading this… hi, and also, I have no clue how you’re going to be able to stand me.
Ambition Bird 