Now for a proper first entry. Hm... how does it go here... "o my god thers this boi, annd he totaly loookd at me!!!!!!!11 im like totaly freaked out!!!!!11." Or perhaps I should try for... "my boyfriend dumped me. my heart is a diseased tangle of violated fantasies. i feel so alone. *sob*."

Actually (surprisingly enough) I don't particularly like either, so I'm just going to talk. I have friends, I won't say that I don't. And I'm fairly well off. I just prefer to pretend that my parents beat me and lock me in a cold room with black paint over the windows and a pile of newspapers to defecate in. Does that make me a sick person?

I also delude myself into thinking that I have no emotions, and my life is really shit, and I'm in the least intelligent, and I really do deserve the pity and attention I crave. And sometimes I actually manage to convince other people that I'm some sort of angsty, tortured writer with a terrible past and emotional problems.

But mostly it's just bullshit.