maybe i'm shitty because i haven't written in a while. my ex once told me blogspot doesn't understand what i'm on about. but i know you do blogspot. if it wasn't for you, i'd bottle everything up, and eventually run around killing everybody. you're literally a life saver. blogspot, i'm not to sure why people try and impress others. they make full efforts to please, but gradually fade away. tell me, does the world actually have feelings? or are we just like sims 2? being played like every fucker out there. leading the same life. i'm kind of tired of it. i have an amazing boyfriend and good friends. i need storys to tell. living in this hole is not a story. it's a tale. a tale of how a young teenager is driven mad. make things happen. make things spark.