like emotions...but not really. sometimes things need to be edited. sometimes things need to be censored. you're not going to tell a stranger that your boyfriend just dumped you. you're not going to tell the cashier at Vons that you just lost your house to the bank. you're not going to tell your mailman that your sister died in a car accident.
or maybe if we were all that open... the seeds of trust will be planted. and the world will be covered in fields of beautiful, blooming trust.
or maybe no one should put anymore faith in humanity.
my blog seems to spike and plummet in mood. scattered