Jun 11, 2006 01:29
Alright.
Let this sound dumb.
I'm finding myself.
I love poetry and listening to my old music and some newly acquired tastes. I love unicorns and sock monkeys. I have a mcjob, a cell phone and I'm supposed to be getting my permit this coming wednesday. I don't drive very well so I probably shouldn't be allowed on the road. I don't think things over before I say them aloud. I am given way too many second chances that I don't take advantage of. I inherited my mother's sense of direction, so if we go on a road trip together be sure you know where we're gong and how to get there because I will be 0 help for you. I am unhealthy in every way but right now I'm really happy. I have four siblings, Bobby, Christine, Aaron, and William. I love them all more than anyone. I don't keep my promises, I make decisions people get frustrated with, I make people smile, I keep them alive in some cases... I sometimes make a pretty decent friend. I am depressed but have not been officially diagnosed. It's something you know you have. Vault makes me sick. I love the sims and will play it until the day I die. LOL FAG man makes my heart sing despite the derogatory language he is named for.