I used to be a vegetarian in my early 20s. I thought I was doing good, saving animals from slaughter, living a healthy life, and helping the planet become a more harmonious and pain-free one. How wrong

I have quite a good memory. I believe I have an above-average capacity to memorize things, and my "database" goes back to when I was three or even younger. I remember the days before my sister

IM fine too. Who are you? I am you If you're me, who am I? Don't say that, that's a shame. Why? You're being selfish. How so? I don't. What is there? We exist. Who are we? So standardized well How so?

This is archived.

One September 15th I fell in love to the bone. Also, on September 15, I had my heart broken in as many places as you think it is humanly possible, and on September 15, I modified a saying. I don't think

Understand that some people are just the way they are. I’m not saying it’s right, I’m not saying you’re not going to hurt. Because, let’s face it, we all do. But there would be people who would just like

…when you feel alone, when you feel like no one is there, that no one would be home to hold you tight and say, “Everything will be okay.” Well, you have yourself. And knowing that you are good enough for

This is going to be very short but, I'm still organizing myself with this whole blog thing so, yea. I decided that every once in awhile I was gonna write a monologue to practice formulating characters.