is this mic still on?

hey!

I wonder if anyone still uses this. 

anyway, I was in my head and started thinking which brought me to think about spacehey, I didn't really grow up in the time that myspace was big. I was probably still a baby. anyway, I like the way this is nearly a carbon copy of myspace.

anywho, when I logged on I realized my ex from yeaaarsss ago was set as my password. this whole website is like going down memory lane. it makes a bit sad to realize how pure I was before I started being fast. life is hard, but I could've chose a different path. don't know why the hell I was typing like that too in my last blog. sometimes I sit at night and wonder what my life would be like if I never got into drugs. i'd have better grades, more friends, would've probably made it onto the cheer team, but I'd probably be boring and stuck up. sometimes I think my past happening was a good thing even if the consequences were horrible. I'd never judge anyone because I've done and heard worse. I'm way too understanding. life has been weird even now. not much has changed. after good things happen to me, bad things come after. good things are temporary which is why I never count on boyfriends to stick around a while.