pistanthrophobia

I'm just Lawrence, and I'm happy and sad and still trying to figure out what that means. I'm 18, in college, and trying to have the time of my life amongst other things. Used to be in love. A recovering love-a-holic and a hopeless romantic. Here in the many pages of this site you'll find everything I could never say in public. My loves, crushes, depression, my all.

I’m alive.

Day 6. Stopped in San Juan, puerto Rico as one of the stops. My hair is really long and I’m getting really fat. That’s all you need to know

Well I’m done

and its late.

And I was thinking I would write something profound and intelligent that would make you think for days on end…or at least until I got back.

But sadly I have not been able to think of anything. I mean life back at home is very quiet.

Very very quiet. So there is not much to say.

Cruise in 8 hours. Gone for 10 days. No contact with the outside world. 

So I guess this is goodbye…for now. I’ll miss you all.

Well, excuse me.

I haven’t written much in the past few days.

Mostly because things are getting out of hand. And I know for certain there are people reading on here that hate me. And also people reading that are not supposed to be reading this. There is a loss of trust among a few people I know now. I never said specifically not to tell anyone, because I thought that was common sense. If I wanted you to tell people, I would have publicly advertised it. 

Then again, I only trusted my deeper secrets with people with whom I’ve known and trusted. And you people know who you are…mostly because you know everything. 

But it’s not like I haven’t been giving a lot of detail on this blog. There has been a lot said on here that I still wouldn’t put on my public blog. But that’s the thing, some people are starting to talk and now I’m fairly certain there are unwanted people here. I know this isn’t important to you guys, but since this is my life and my blog it’s pretty important to me. And no, I don’t mean that hundreds are swarming on here. I mean a few loose lips allowed a few people to view this site. Either that or they have just been flat out telling these other people what’s on here. And no, I don’t know who specifically is visiting. I have a tracker, but the most specific it gets is the town. So I only know if you’re the only person from that town, otherwise I have no idea who it is.

But then again, it’s not that hard to narrow it down. I look at patterns, when the person visits, what system they use, and how often they are on. And with that, some patterns are starting to get too similar with what I suspected.

So thanks to you few, who made me feel uncomfortable now to post even on this blog. I guess I should’ve known better. People are only as good as they want to be. And there are always the few that ruin it for everyone. 

Congratufuckinglations.