i am too tired to hate.
i am too tired to love.
i am too tired to write.
i shouldn't be doing this.
i played a game and i lost,
if i won the game... so what.
it has been so long since i've even recieved a hug.
i do not deserve one, of course.
i was a dumbass in those days.
so it's fitting, the nothing in my iris that i feel bothering me.
why am i writing this?
it has no effect on you.
i need a friend, not a family.
i need a girlfriend... DAMN.
for i am fourteen, and i am so utterly and helplessly HORNY and lonely (more the latter than the former, i'm not a complete perv).
nihil is me.
nihilirealistic.
heh.
you've got better things to do than listen to me.