|I don't want to live on this planet anymore...
||[Sep. 20th, 2012|09:35 pm]
Feels like I'm never going to have that again ya know?
I want to be apart of her life more than anything else despite all that I know. Is it a part of my addictive personality? Or is it because I'm so socially awkward and can't being myself to go out and meet new people. I sit behind my screens and aliases dreaming of that perfect one to just pop out at me. I'm watching my inbox slowly fill up with messages from fake women, and those that I have already had contact with.... and yes, that does make me feel like a bad person.
On another note, my moustache is almost twistable again.