Something I Wanted To Post Somewhere

I've always dragged my ass around the internet, on different forums and websites posting off topic and  non-offensive content (though they may have made some 12 year olds cry). I've been on so many websites that I never remember the passwords to them anymore. An easier solution might have been if I had encrypted them all with the same password, but I've always had this irrational thought that either the government has nothing better to do so it's out to get me, or worse it's my mom.

Also, google says it's a good way to prevent against being hacked. So now I don't remember the password to my little gem, StoryWrite I had discovered a few months back.

I lost my kid. How can I ever get a cooler username than that??

A Page From My Journal.

[Showering didn't do it for me. I have this urge to get naked infront of people today so here's a page from my journal. Yes, I keep a journal, because it's good exercise and also prevents me from going ape shit over my friends. Well, most of the times. This one is from November because there's no day else that I haven't talked about my secret fetish of sucking Ellen DeGeneres's tits. Have fun stripping me!]

6^th November 2012 6.07 PM

Everything That's Wrong With Me.

At the very beginning of this hellhole I call a blog, I wanna rant about everything that’s wrong with me. As a fellow hypocrite and a person with minor self-esteem issues, I see a lot of things in me that I wish weren’t there. I draw an agenda and try to do something about it but the next thing I know I’m looking at pictures of tiny rabbits on internet.

I also blame a lot of stuff on internet