I have been taken over by a fanfic/slash obsessor who can't seem to get enough of those cute fuzzy footed guys! (molded from Rosie) Ok, I am an OCD, ADD, SAD person who likes to stalk houses and people I've never met. I can't explain to people why or what I think, I just have to thank our Lord for giving me an internal monologue. Aside from that, I'm still not very "average youth of america". (my own trademark phrase, thanx). I'm the most anti-social person I know. The only difference between me and a hermit is a cave. It's not that I don't like people (which I don't) that makes me stay away from them, it's just that along with them boring me with their immaturity and self-consciousness I can't stand how no one seems to be able to be comfortable with who they really are. (yes I realize I already expressed that and this is redundant but in the long run who really gives?) If you are reading this still, maybe I should meet you, because you are probably the ONLY one who has taken the time to read this besides me, myself, and that annoying voice that just never shuts up.
"The greatest gift you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return" -Moulin Rouge |
