wut.

Ah media, what a curious thing.  And you wonder why there are so many insane people in this world.  Media is the monster and us human beings (and the occasional cat) are the helpless morsels that help fuel it. 

Okay and I'm in love with Adam Young from Owl City.

kthanksbye.

mistakes.

Things happen, feelings get hurt, people make mistakes.  I would never be so presumptuous as to say that I am perfect.  I most definitely am not.  I tend to do things that upset the people that are the dearest to me.  Why?  Because I always feel that I care about them more than they care about me.  And that drives me to do things I shouldn't.  I wish I could be perfect, I wish I could please everyone, but no matter how hard I try, I am not good enough.  But now that I think about it, my only fault is mirroring people's behavior.  People don't pay attention to me, I act like I don't care.  Even though, it kills me inside to look at them and not see the love I feel towards them.  I just want someone to care about me just as much as I care about them for once.  Just once.

relapse.

Lately I've been feeling like I used to.  In more clear terms, I feel depressed, worthless, hopeless, useless, and every other word that ends with "less."  I don't know why it happens but people just act plain mean towards me.  I wish I knew why.  I hate feeling like there's nothing I can do to feel happy again.  I guess I'll just sit here and listen to sad indie songs and drink green tea while I hope for things to get better.

rhyme time.

sad mad

happy snappy

cat mat

door floor

remote demote

hair pear

bear chair

save crave

close nose

meter heater

form dorm

george.

cool. good looking. yeah.