Just me

Honestly I am not completely sure what inspired me type into google “writing blogs online”. I am not a good writting… As you will see. I have awful grammer and have never done anything like this. And yet, here I am. Just so anyone reading this knows the point of this blog is not to be perfect. Just to be me. There will probably be many spelling and grammer mistakes, and maybe even whole paragraphs that do not make but that is the point of this. No filter, not corrections just me.

Im not even sure what I expect to get out of this. Maybe I just want to get my thoughts down in a manner that I can look back at. Maybe I want to feel less alone by sharing my life with complete strangers I don’t know. What I do know is I need something. As of right now this seems to be as good as it is going to get.

Alright where do I start? Part of me feels as though telling you about my first love… The reason I got here is where I should start and yet another part of me wants to think he is not what matters anymore. What matters is me. How weird is that to say? Because in the society we live in today saying that, saying I, me, myself does matter is like a tabboo. Alright I am getting off topic. Story for another time.

I guess my question to myself does love truly exist? And if it does what is it? Is it what we make it out to be in movies? Or is it something completely different something much more scientific? Like the biology of needing a partner to help you survie during your life.