Why are people so difficult? Why does no one have patience? And why do so many people take everything to heart? Now, when I say, to your face that I don't like you, only on those grounds should you think I don't like you; until then, I -don't- not fucking like you! Jeezus I have fucking things to do, I multi-task quite a bit and a lot of people want my fucking attention. I -try- to get to you all but I just -can't-, so when I get there, I get there. Well, now that I got that out, you'll notice there's a new color scheme, something I've been meaning to do for quite some time. Yes, it is another Orry inspired color scheme. Why? Because I love Orry, that's why ... A thought: I think what I fear the most is that, no matter how much I need you, no matter how much I need them, none of you need me at all; that in the end, I'm entirely expendable and replacable. In the end, I don't matter, I've done nothing, mean nothing ... that scares me .. -Orchid Crusion