Let me think. I decided that DA wasn't good enough for me anymore, after they decided I wasn't good enough for them. I saw this page on my buddy's page and decided to give it a chance. I love anthro-art and gift-art if you're so inclined! My scanner isn't working right now, so I am doing a lot of writing and iconing, so just ask if you want! I love J-rock and Dir en grey is my most favourite band. I am a writer, RPer and am open to most anything anyone can throw at me.
Tomorrow is my birthday and its looming, and looming and looming some more. I can't stand this, I don't even fucking want to think about it anymore. Twenty-three years old and here I am, wishing I was younger. At least then I didn't have to care about creditors calling me, or working my ass off for no benefit. I didn't really have to care about the internet and all the bullshit surrounding it. There would have been no William, no Joey, no Wiley, no Loria, no Jilly, Renee and Weeesa, no Loria and no V. Then again, there'd have been no G. and I don't know if I would have even made it this far without her. And there'd have been no Donna, and sometimes I wonder if she would have been better off without me. There would be no M2, and I know that would never have worked. How can you be a M2 without an M1? Straaange. There'd have been no Waru, no Dir en grey, no...nothing.
But I hate it.
Point being, tonight I hate everything. I could just die. And I hate ranting and bitching about it, because then I feel like I am reaching out for pity or sympathy. I'm not. I don't care if you all want to send me hugs and patpat me or something. Be real. If you think I'm bitching and moaning, then maybe I am. Want me to? Here we go. I don't want to get older, you know why? Because that just proves to me that time goes on. And it fucking pisses me off because I'm rotting here in Minnesota in front of a computer screen when last year I was having the time of my fucking life with Gleaky. I was in England. I loved it there, I hate it here. Fair enough?
Don't you fucking dare say, "Well, what are you doing about getting back there?" Anyone who says that will be deleted.
There. I bitched. I moaned.
Truthfully, if tomorrow comes as it's scheduled to do so, I don't know how I'll handle it. I won't get anything I want, I won't feel any more loved than I do right now. If anything, I'll be more pissed off. I could just die. There's no fucking snow on the goddamned ground. NONE. What the fuck? Fuck off, weatherpeople. You all can kiss my ass.
I swear more when I'm pissed.
I wonder how many of my friends will actually read this..
gah youza seems really cool! i know what you mean about DA...my friends list got deleted as did all my pictures for no reason..that site sux...iffin ya wanna check out sum shit that i may have up on DA my username is ratbrat there...yah but you seem coolie cool so ill watch ya! ^^
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