Questions From A Nonentity

im in a shit mood, which never helps blogging. it just ends up sounding whiney. but my shit mood is the type of shit mood that only ever occurs late at night. so im going to have a rant and then drift into blissful unconsciousness, ie. go to bed. actually, my rant will just be a series of questions, ive decided. why cant i be funny? why cant people accept me? why the hell can i not get a gf? why are there ridiculous unspoken social rules that govern human interaction? why do i always feel like im not good enough for the world? why are my parents assholes? and why do i hate those i love most?

I'm Still Not Entirely Sure Why Men Have Nipples

hello world. maybe you remember me? if you dont its okay.. i wouldnt remember me either. feeling like ive let the blogging scene down a bit... havnt blogged in effing ages. so here we go, whats new with me? well, 22 days ago i decided to stop wanking and looking at porn... so far so good. i plan to make to at least a month... hopefully ill never do it again. the other day i bought some fake boobs.. they are pretty awesome lol. mr groth wasnt so appreciative when i wore them in software. oh well. kramer will get over it. we went to a youth road trauma bullshit forum that was just uberly depressing... on the bus there i found a tampon. so me being me, i drew a mouse face on it and christened it jerry the pet tampon/mouse. when i got home i stuck him up next to my bed... last night i realised he has dissappeared. grants partay/picnic is on today... hopefully he will be coming back to my place afterwards. but i think we all know grant... HE DOESNT REPLY TO TXTS! oh i rearranged my room last weekend coz i literally could not physically enter it anymore... last night i found my lil book that i write shit in. twas good. kind of like reuniting with your previous self. i even added to it a lil. im not sure what else to say... i feel like im just rambling on a bit...ramble on, nows the time the time is now, sing my song, going round the world im gonna find my girl, on my way, ive been enslaved ten years to the day, im gonna ramble on, to find the queen of all my dreams... thats the song thats in my head since about a minute ago. but thats ok. coz led zep rule. i want to do gday usa. coz after school i kinda want to move to america. so obviously i wanna try it before i buy it.. so to speak. but im also trying to convince my rentals to purchase me a car. and i cant ask for too much money, or it shall be no to both. i will figure this shit out. i so very bored right now... i think im going to go waste my time doing something else that wont waste yours. bye. x

I Hide From The World

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