A lot of people say life would really begin at a certain age. By ‘a lot’, I mean overdramatic retards secretly obsessed with life’s theatrics. I owned that label when I fell in love. I was 15. Didn’t I say, overdramatic? On the other hand, there are those more emotionally supercharged twits who carry on [...]
Today I lost a Friend. Or at least I thought we were Friends. Turns out I had once again been deluding myself with the promise of friendship and I stupidly allowed myself to lose the game. I think I’m even pissed with myself too. At my age, instead of shocking it is utterly pathetic to [...]