lucidd

[okay lets get this straight]
superficial princess bitches are not on my 'to meet' list, gawdamnit.
i got wrecked last nite and smashed my knuckles up on ice i think. they look all fucked up today. makes me wanna fight for new scar's sake.
my self is slowly being pieced together.
it seems more and more these days im forming more of a sense of self. defining my edges and trying to be less complacent, that kinda shit. so from here on i care not for the pretentious and will no longer give them my wary politeness. just my subtle discontentment with their existense.
[so there]