Where was I? Oh yeah, feeling cluttered again.

Feeling like my life twists too many ways. Like if you met me, you wouldn't know me. Like if you knew me, the thought of you here would cause my heart to stop. Like I lead too many lives. Like I don't lead enough of one. Wondering if I would miss this page, if I would miss a place to put my thoughts that you don't know about. Maybe. Probably. But only a few of them; the rest of the time, I think it would work just fine for you to know any lovely thoughts which pop into my mind.

I don't have a happy middle ground just yet, so here I sit.