Sometimes I wonder why I am who I am, why I’m here, why no one in this world gives a fuck about me. But right now, I don’t care. I’m happy, not because of something that happened, or something that will happen, but because I choose to be. Happy isn’t really the right word. Content. Calm. Or defeated. At peace. Take your pick of words that describe this emotion, or lack of emotion, but I’m not empty.
I will never be pretty, or smart, or charasmatic. People will never like me very much, and I won’t like them. But for some reason, it doesn’t matter anymore. I missed a hell of a lot of opportunities, but I feel like I made the right choice. In the end.
If I were to die right now, I would truly have no regrets. I can’t say what I’ll be like in 10 or 15 minutes though.
There’s a few things I’d like to say, just random things. Things I should have said, but didn’t. Or things I should have said differently. They’re mostly random thoughts though. This might take a while and feel free to not read this.

If I physically could, I would chase down deer, jump on them, kill them, and eat them raw using just my teeth and hands.

People always think I’m like 16 or 17 cuz they always ask if I’ve gotten my drivers license yet but I’m only 14 and when I tell them they are all surprised and it’s hilarious.

For one moment it made sense. For one moment I could see everywhere, be everywhere, at every point in time. For just one simple moment I found a piece of the puzzle that is life and it all fell into place but I lost it. I forgot, but I know one thing. There is a reason.

And I just had a eureka moment…

I feel like cleaning my room… This could end badly 😛

It can’t be. You… You took it’s very soul… (yes, I play skyrim and yes, I do realize I am a complete nerd and yes I go on murdering rampages)

Speaking of murdering rampages, I am very calm right now. All thanks to a hell of a lot of cold medicine.

I sincerely hope no one actually read this…