Ok, i guess i'll make a short blog sort of. just to explain the balloon. turns out... every day is my birthday. i edited that balloon in. so 364 days a year it's my birthday. now what day isn't you ask? well that'd be the actual day on which i was born.
now... if any of you know how i feel about my birthday you might understand the thought a little more.
also... Kittens.
SPOILERS! (Click to view) also note sometimes, i really get annoyed that people associate the boston accent with all of mass... it's called a boston accent for a reason. not all of mass has that accent, actually where i'm from we surely don't have it. i however have speech impediments so sometimes people think that i may have one. -_-.
SPOILERS! (Click to view) i don't like myself, frankly i hate myself. there are far too many things about myself i dislike. and this will never change. i'll never be ok with my temper, or any of my emotions. i'll never be okay with my speech impediments, i'll never be ok with the way i look or act. i'm seriously a lost cause. i require far too much attention then i'll ever recieve. i'll never actually get the help i need. i'll never do things on my own

. i'm not worth the trouble. the friends i've had in real life have always eventually realized i'm not a great person. i really will never be happy, and i've figured this out and i've come to terms with this. others think i'm silly but really i don't want to be happy. i know that a part of me chooses this. i wish with all of my heart that i could bleed out all of my emotions.
FTW