I'm sorry I've neglected you. I know this might be hard to understand, and please don't be hurt, but...I've met another website. Her name is MySpace and we just...clicked. It wasn't planned. I know this must have come as a shock to you, but I believe this is for the best and I know you'll move on and find another journaler who will post in you often and make you feel pretty by giving you a better layout.
MySpace offers me things that you just can't...a picture gallery, bullitons, and my very own display song. Do you know how long it's been since I've have a comment with you? Everytime I post in you, I have to fake my comments. With MySpace, I don't have to fake my comments. I have multiple comments with her. Multiple, mindblowing comments. I never knew I could feel this way about another website.
I also have a confession to make. I've only been using you for your friends page. I know, it sounds horrible, and I'm sorry, but your friends page is the only thing you have going for you. It's not healthy for either of us to go on with this charade. You know it and I know it: This can't work. I wish you the best and I will probably post in you again from time to time, but MySpace and I are moving in together.