SPACEMUNGKEE.


LOST. Monday, July 7, 2008, 8:42 AM Honestly, I don't know who I am now these days, Every little detail I thought was me is now slipping away. You see, I now go blah to anime/otaku-ism and cool to guitars/music, oh and vanity, arrgh, Where do I start? If I have anything or anybody to blame it's school and the mental/emotional torture it brings, you see it's all about the cliques and no matter how everyone tries to say it's not true, IT IS and that's the harsh reality, we are stereotypically categorized into whatever flaws/personality we have and that SUCKS. BIGTIME. SO YEA. I am now what you call a "Dead Kid" in our class, I'm not important to anybody and my presence doesn't tick anyone. It's harsh 'cause I'm usually overly-hyper and whatnot, No man's an island but. . . I now end my return for I am now wasting the time allocated for sleep. It's 1:23 A.M. and my thoughts just wouldn't pour out.
FRIENDSTER. DEVIANTART. MULTIPLY.