Sigh.
things have changed. this place is too unsettled for me now.old profile (only keeping so I can look back and laugh at how dumb I was, har har):
I haven't been active here for over a long time. It's probably been longer than quite a while.
If ever I am cruel or mean or delightful or nice or generally anything, then trust me, it's all a ploy. I'm actually just dull. And lame. I couldn't discernibly be anything other to save my life.
I'm not maniacally suicidal or depressed, just saddened, or made sad. This much is true.
Okay, fine, a sorta real about me:
I like conversation.
I like apologizing when it's not absolutely necessary.
I like putting little unhappy faces in things sometimes, it signifies what it is.
I like playing/singing pretty, sincere songs on acoustic guitar.
I like to pretend I can play piano. I can't.
I like quietly observing people or events or things or other.
I don't particularly enjoy making things awkward, but apparently I'm good at it.
I like people with morals, sense, values, ideals, n stuff.
I like my church > your lack of faith. Stab me if this bothers you.
I like fine artsy things.
I like excessive dwelling.
I like it when you're funny. You have to have good humor, though.
I like to appear humble, even though my frail ego is a blindness to me.
I like social situations, but I'm hardly good at being entertaining in them.
I like the fact that I have few real friends.
I like Coldplay. teehee. I really like Coldplay.
I like to think that being a pansy means being a real man.
I like heartwarming and/or morbidly depressing stories.
I like my playlist. The first three songs are ones stuck in my head.
I like how people laugh at me for being different. Secretly, I laugh at everyone else for being all the same.
I don't feel like burning these, though.
(Signed, I feel horrible that I can't read it or remember who actually made it)
By Heihachi Hayashida
By Mak Mak
What Gaia thinks of me
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