I broke down and got a blog. This is now, what? 3 online places for me to write crap that irrelevent to anything but me..and counting!

Why "Memoirs of a Broken Mirror"? Well, I've been wanting to change my OD title to that. "Fearless Surrender" just seems to fit me more. Since I'm becoming less afraid of things and I'm giving in to more. Or something.

But back to the original question at hand: why "Memoirs of a Broken Mirror"? All my life I've been told I wasn't what society thought was beautiful. The other day I had an epiphany; fuck that. I know who I am and what I stand for and if I don't look good enough for you, then simply don't look at me. *shakes head* Enough bitching. Back to the answer. My life feels like a broken mirror: once a whole, but not in many pieces that just somehow seem to fit together. So, ta da.

I don't know how often I'll be updating this. I don't even know if i WILL update this, heh. But be warned; my moods change. *grin*

Kelly Osbourne: That's such a fat kid thing to do, Jack!
Jack Osbourne: Kelly, I am a fat kid.

I'm gone.