http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avoidant_personality_disorder
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_anxiety_disorder

I miss you already

Just saying. You two don't read this.

I'm crying.

I've had this so long

Whenever I read all my old posts, I realize I was such a faggot.

I made this blog because someone else told me to back in the day, I'm kind of glad nobody reads blogs anymore.

Remember why I wrote blogs in the first place, oh man.

TMI

Love, bitches.

No homo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14Hq98BH0aY

Fuck you, Emo Kid!

I'm not going to PCC

So what then, is your boy to do!

Okay.....

I'd really like to get into a school please. O for 3 is very demoralizing.

Whoops I lied

I hope nobody saw that

Sometimes you write really nice things but it's best kept a secret.

Yesterday I got better

It took me a really long time.

hppd?

Today

Is a very very very bad day.

Was that to spite me?

I feel like every time angry blogging came up it was a middle finger to my face. I don't know if the movie was nice or not, but it was certainly weird.

So happy

Dreams do come true

I won't remember this, fuck you benzodiazepine.

Last Night I thought several times I was going to die

Fatigue is unreal. Shitting Nigger Dicks.

Score mofukka

My court date was tomorrow

I told my mom about my ticket about say.... a half hour ago?

How am I not in trouble, I'm so happy with myself.

Farts all night

I'm gross fuck yeah

I read this because Kenna told me to

I don't know if it makes me submissive, or pretentious because I enjoyed it, but there you go.

Blawg blawg, first post in a long time.

http://www.noblesoul.com/orc/texts/anthem/complete.html

Fuck you

Victoria Solesbee has made my day absolutely miserable.

I want to make new friends.

I'm disappointed in myself for caving

I never came so close to "dying"

Boom

Top of the mountain, look where I am
You have no merit and are a cesspool of vices

I really like to read. Reading is Nice. When I grow up I want to write a book.

Push my fucking buttons

Somebody thrived on the cusp of town.
Posted placard on the empty hovel.
Nobody lived as the autonomous night shone.
Solicitude attracted Somebody to the door, grasped shovel
To haul out the dead weight to the mind's eye.
Nobody was littered with fiendish marks,
Her home was closed and Somebody's lie,
Lying awake, thoughts run thin to a coarse bark.
Awkward flutter, stagnant opinion
The wishy washy verdict holds true in Somebody's lips.
Halfway there is better than nothing
Nobody is hard to get rid of, somebody is along for the ride in awkward pursuit,
I bet you've never seen a pig fly.

Goodnight Sweet Prince

I'm dirty and I'm filthy
And I'll never be respected
I want to try being an Eskimo.

I'm not going to help you with another essay. Kicking the heroin habit.