identity

I have 3 blogs.

yeah. 3.

t.h.r.e.e.

I have this one, which about 4 people read

(shout out to my faithful readers!)

Bunkkbeds.

And then one more (it's a secret)

This blog is where I get on and write whatever. 

I write about missing my mom. 

I write about my cousin.

Sometimes the posts are funny,

Sometimes they're dumb.

They usually have something to do with music.

The point is... This blog will never make you cry,

and never tell you much more than you already know.

Bunkkbeds is different...

there are 5 authors

and our identities are secret. 

The idea behind that is to help create a false sense of security. 

Ya know... allowing us to say what we want,

creating a rough layer of a "secret identity"

And then I have one more.

I have a fake name on that one,

and everyone I mention in that blog also has a fake name. 

That blog is gut-wrenching-ly-honest.

No one that I know personally knows the address to this blog,

nor ever will.

The reason I bring all this up is because I find this fascinating,

That the blog that people know it's me,

Hillary Ivie,

this blog doesn't share a whole lot of information that I don't talk about anyway,

and the less my identity is known...

the more open I become.

Interesting isn't it?

It's like that line from 

"Perks of Being a Wallflower"

where Charlie turns to Sam and says

"do you ever think, that if people knew how crazy you really were that no one would ever talk to you?"

yes. That's exactly what I think.