Hey me it's you again and I must say, I read that last blog of yours after so long and damn, you were one sad ass man. Must admit though, you're bold for writing all of that here lol.But now onto the real reason I'm here.I'm here to talk about best friends...best friends!?...yes...my female best friendsO.o ------> This sounds like troubleHere we...

Everything seemed okay but I went about everything wrong.I ruined a friendship but not just mine.She hates me now and no longer wants to be my friend.She was the only true friend I had left that I considered to be that close.I miss her...I miss her a lot.If I knew things would end up like this, if I could go back, I would have never, never pursued my feelings for her...never!Men don't really cry...

Too lazy to write a poem at the moment since I'm mobile so yup, this blog will have to do.Well world, what can I tell you today.Well, I would first like to mention that there's this girl that likes me, I know she does because I can Fucking feel it and see it but she just keeps denying it for some reason and I don't know why.I get friendzoned a lot and it's very annoying. Sure, making new friends...

- I don't think I'm psychic, at least not some kind of fortune teller but I do get many moments that many would call Deja Vu and thought I've read up on Deja Vu, the visions I have always seem to happen but I prefer to just believe it's all a figment of my imagination lol that way I don't get crazy like some of these other people around the world o.OBut some times I do get to thinking, maybe I can...

*First off I'd like to say I had this dream recently, a sex dream which therefore tells me that (lol) there's something that I'm really wanting these days but just won't admit but self control, bad game, and low opportunities keep me grounded (lol again)*Ok, well, honestly I know what I've always wanted my dream girl to look like and I've already met her :'(But I was never able to actually...

Here I sit, at home, on my couch, in my black skinny pants, yellow rebel music shirt layered over black thermal, black skully on my head, and watching "Fresh Prince of Bel Air."My eyes are mostly shut, at least to the outside world. My mind is full of thoughts.Thought #1: I wonder why I am who I am if I can't even really enjoy being who I am. My personality and emotions conflict constantly when...

I originally wanted to write a poem but it just doesn't feel right. I just want to express my thoughts without any particular formatI'm at that point again in my life where I am quite miserable inside. Some would even say I may be suffering from depression, a very minimal amount that obviously seems to be affecting me. I wouldn't really argue that but to be honest, who the hell wouldn't be in my...