Hello, 6 years later

Hello,

Umm, yeah so I had totally forgotten I tried to start a blog, but here I  am, better late than never huh?

Isn't it funny that its much easier to spill your thoughts through a virtual screen, for a world to see, than just talking with someone? Talk? People still do that? 

I read my firt entry after 6 years and GOD, i fucking love it. I actually have many diary entries from that year and before then,  as i have always loved to write, and words have never been really my go to 'thing'. Poems, mini stories, even a book... yet no one has ever seen them, just these pair of eyes.

Anyways, I don't know how to blog, nor do I care how to do it, I`m just going to write. Hopefully posting here will motivate me more to write and feel less intoxicated with my bottled-up thoughts. This is my humble way of connecting with humanity, through the sounds of a keyboard and the slurping of instant coffee. 

"Slurping instant coffee" So fucking cringe. LOL

Anyways 24- year old Lisa, lets do a little throwback and check out what i wrote when I was 15.

I witnessed a miracle when her eyes penetrated the sole existence of my being , I became a believer . I have never felt more vulnerable and alive as her eyes trapped me into her God . Oh have mercy on this pity form that curiosity has brought you .