Why I Bother

So how this all starts is that its 12:05 AM, and I've been sleeping on the couch for that past month. I have so much to say, but no one to listen. I have siblings, parents, a best friend, even a dog, but its not the same. Doesn't everyone just want to be heard, so here's the idea. I'll start a blog, that no one I know has any idea I'm writing. I'm going to be brutally honest, and hope for the best. The best at this point already being achieved, which is get my point out. I don't plan to be the next hit, but I want to remember how it all felt like. So here's where I hope I need to look back to remember how it began.