A normal blog

I haven't written in a while. The stories, they're not coming. The questions, they're not coming.
I hope I haven't lost my imagination. I really do... I miss it =(
I... haven't been a good friend lately. I'm going to try.
I can smell drama.
I don't care, as long as it's for a good cause.
I...

think that I'm sticking. I'll tell someone, someday, about the things that hurt. About the things I'm ashamed of. Not today, not tomorrow.
Someday?
I let out a long sigh. It's hard. These secrets... the hard part is not keeping it to myself. The hard part is letting it out.
And I need to let it out to let go.

He still runs in her blood.
And hers.
And hers.
And I sigh, yet again, because I understand. He ran in mine once too, remember?
I do, sometimes. And it's weird, because he didn't run particularly strong in mine.
Seb did. Seb... burned deeply in my veins, stayed in my system and beat with my heart.
But I know now that he's not the one. Somedays I wish he was. He could've been. But he's not. He still runs in my blood. But... not near as much as he did then.
I think... he'll always be there, somewhere.

I think... that I'm feeling melancholic. It's not easy.
I thought it was, but I didn't see the sharks underneath.
Pray that it smells no blood.
Pray that it takes no life.
Pray that if it does, what's broken will be fixed.

It started like a normal blog, as the title says. I think that books should have two titles. The one decided at the beginning. The one decided at the end.

My ending title: there will be blood