So motherfuckers, you fuckin' miss me? Ha ha ha didnt think so. Um yeah I'd say that sitdiary is practically dead i know of noone who still uses except for myself because now its actually like a private diary. Just a site of echoed past. Speaking of the past, all that youve ever read prior to this is mostly bullshit. A fucking show for the degenerate masses and of course my friends ha ha. My hardcore stonecut sharp personality.. all a facade. im actually weak, fragile and at times paranoid as fuck. I'm not a bad ass. I'm a fucking worm. Pitiful at my very best. I was extremely passive, especially to an amazing girl named Beth. Lets just say I'm the worlds meanest, most selfhating, most spiteful asshole on the face of the earth and have dug myself into an everlasting pit of depression and i've been in it for awhile. Dark and cold and yet someone is still willing to give a helping hand after all the bad that Ive done. She may have given me a rope to help me climb out but i have to climb out with my own strength. Long hard road out of hell basically. I'm getting better though. I no longer have an emotional brick wall. I no longer keep my feelings a secret, otherwise i get hungup on haha. Just a joke I really do speak my mind most of the time. Too bad I think too much to the point where I never allow for randomness to happen. Let me say that caution is the fucking devil. Live life. Dive in. Swim in a pool of fear and forget your waterwings because you dont need to prepare yourself for life. You fucking live it. I hope this has been a look closer into the real me.