I'm realizing
I hate when people try to censor me.
I'm not fucking "satanic." In fact, I hate satanists.
If you didn't know that about me before, now you do.
I'm not trying to fucking "find myself." For the last time.
I hate being a third wheel.
I do too many things to prepare for the future.
I'm not sure if I'll have a future.
I don't need a future. My reality is now, and nothing more.
I laugh at my own jokes, because no one else does. I'll laugh at yours too, just to make you feel good.
I've gone almost 3 weeks with out hardly speaking to my dad, or even looking at him. On purpose.
I've found 2 new things to be interested in: cooking and movies of the 1920-30s.
I think some people only talk to me because they feel like they have to.
It's pretty fucking annoying to talk about how small I am all the time.
It's pretty fucking annoying to point out how much bigger you are than me. Wow, big deal. Not my fault my parents are small.
I don't like picking up other people's manerisms.
I like laying in my bed and listening to really good music, the music that warms you.
In other news, I just finished a really great book.