But I'm bad at titles...

and so you come across another one of THEEEESE thingys... Indeed I am extremely bored. Yes, I HAVE, ACTUALLY done some art. Yes, I am frustrated that I can't get my older siblings to move for a few minutes, seconds even, so then I can use the scanner to put some art up. No, they wont move their laptops for any reason and no they don't give a damn. What? You don't understand why I'm typing like this even though YOU haven't asked any questions to me personally? Well I am answering the questions that myself asks even though I already know the answers. You do that too? Yes? No? You realize I can't hear you right? You weren't saying anything? Some of you were... What you don't know you mutter what you read? You do know? You don't like that about yourself? You don't care? Again.. I can't actually hear you... Are you bored yet? Don't answer that it's rhetorical. You don't know what that means? You do? Now you think that I really am asking you questions don't you? Yes? No? you only just thought it then when you read it? You still really don't give a damn? You do? You do and you don't know it? I know it. You know how? Because you're still reading this. If you didn't give a damn you would have read about the first three lines then buggered off like those other few.. or even like those who just deleted the message and didn't even bother to read it. Some of you are really creeped out now, others think I'm really weird and again, others are still pretending that they don't give a damn.

Hey look I added a new paragraph. If you weren't thinking it before then you'd be thinking it now... Why did I just do this? Another one of these thingys? Yes I realize that it's called a Journal Entry. Yes I understand that it's not like an ACTUAL journal so again why? You think you know yet? How well do you know me? Really? Well here's something to consider.

You don't know me and then get used to how I act and then I just turn into a completely different person out of nowhere and then go back to that person you know. You think you know me and then you find out that you've only just gotten through another shell of myself and that no one but myself knows EXACTLY who and what I am... Some of you think I'm a male, others think I'm female, some just went to my profile to check to find that it indeed says that I am female, some people will know that I am known by some people to be a liar. Heh. It doesn't help that I like both genders. I'm sorry that I just insulted some of you. Not really, remember how I said that I'm known to be a liar by some. Look a few more people left.

I want to try something.

If you don't know what a REAL swag is leave. Right now.
If you think that it's fun to bully others leave. Right now. Now.
If you get confused between who Slenderman is and who Splendorman is and just end up making them the one creature then leave. Right now. Now. At this very moment.
If you think that Jeff the KILLER will NOT KILL YOU and love you forever because you're a fangirl then leave. Right now. Now. At this very moment. GTFO.
If you don't know that all the creepypastas will murder your face and stab your butt no matter what you do then leave. Right now. Now. At this very moment. GTFO. Seriously.
If you didn't get my reference from the one above then leave. Right now. Now. At this very moment. GTFO. Seriously. Why are you still here.
If you did know that all the creepypastas will murder your face and stab your butt no matter what you do and you still write your fanfictions and fanart and shit then stay. Keep reading.


What you have just witnessed was a few layers past my outer shell and a little closer to my core. All that I ask is for those of you who got anything out of it to let me know who you are so I know that there is at least a few people in this giant world that actually understand what I blabber on about. Hell, maybe even a few of you are just like me. I've been meaning to do one of these things for a while but I've never really found the time on the computer. You see, tomorrow is when I go back to school and... lets just say that I'm always alone. I have people that I hang out with, I have people I talk too but none of them I can call friend. I do have a girlfriend but sometimes even she makes me feel alone. No one knows me. As in REALLY knows me... and I don't know them.

They call me friend and then ask why I don't call them friend and when I explain they don't understand. To me, A friend is someone you can trust, someone who knows you and you know them, someone who you can rely on, someone who will tell you the truth and yet tell you lies at the right time, someone who will not want you to change but will try to lead you down the right path of life.

They gave me a weird look and a few of you just gave the screen a weird look too.
By 'someone who knows you and you know them' I mean knows you completely, knows where you live, knows when your birthday is, knows your likes and dislikes, knows your enemies and is on your side. THAT is a friend to me. Yet... I can't even call my own family 'friend'. I should have called this a vent because all I'm doing it explaining to myself that it isn't that bad and not to burn the house down and watch it burn...



Congratulations to those of you who made it to the bottom of this page. I apologize and thank you for wasting your time on me and reading my mind.