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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

Not too long ago...

Psychobabble. Just to pique your interest.

Past Tense

who am i?

Stamped: 8:14 pm

i'm spiderman.

okay. jokes aside, seriously ask yourself, "who am i?"

i am at a roadblock right now. i do not know what i want in my life. i have not the slightest inkling of what i might be doing in 5 years. i cannot imagine what my future would be like.

go with the flow? i dont think so.
dont worry until worry worries you? maybe... but that's not really a long-term plan.
be yourself? i wish that were easier.

so, who am i? i'm not sure. what will i be in the future? that's even more impossible to answer.

what i do know is that i can be whatever i want in my fantasies though.
that's called daydreaming.

and i am so sure that all this is being caused by something... something nobody would ever understand(i'd try to tell you that i am not being emo at all right now, but i know that would actually have the opposite effect...)(I AM NOT EMO. in fact, i'm smiling! crazily!) it's an inner conspiracy actually. i'm teaming up with myself, trying to destroy my own future with my morbid thoughts, unreasonable (but very real) fears and pathetic attempts at being someone i am not.

i know that my entries have been quite depressing lately, but i'm just trying to find myself. or maybe just trying to come to terms with the failed chocolatier i am bound to be.

i have to admit that all this sounds really emo. yea, i realised.

on a brighter note, i have finally got my L license. that means i'll be taking driving lessons soon. and that means i'll be driving (for real) in a month or two. actually make that a month and a half. so yea, be careful. you'd never know that i was trying to run you over! teehee!




twiddle deedle deee...

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