December 2009
Ugh. I feel like I was hit by a bus, and then the bus decided to reverse over me, and then it decided to run over me again for the hell of it. Great way to bring in the New Year, hm? *crosses fingers to magically regain healthy composure over night*
I like acting on impulse, it gives you some new weird sense of direction. That’s what made yesterday. I’m physically ill from sitting around and waiting on others to support me, and I’m disgusted with myself for guiltily caring as to what anybody thinks. I don’t want to feed off of their opinions, I don’t need to live off of their opinions. There’s a difference...
This may call for a proper introduction
and well, Don’t you see? I’m the narrator, and this just the prologue
Those boys are my life. Inspiration would be an understatement. Post Number One, Check.