I have come to a conclusion

I love being online. It serves, as an escape. It allows a person to escape their problems. And I find it ironic, that I am finding comfort by typing this out on the internet, but thats beside the point. Being online allows you a number of things, such as hiding how you are. Instead of meeting someone face to face, you hide from each other under a facade of emotionlessness.

(Note: By the way, if any talk about emotions or what not is mentioned, whatsoever, your branded emo. At this point in time, I don't give a fuck, so If you don't like emo, either suck it up, or go fuck yourself and leave.)

Sometimes its good to hide your emotions. Some people don't know if your mad, scared, happy, or whatnot. At the same time, no one knows if your sad, suicidal, or anything. And if all you do is stay within the online world, alot of people may not know if something is going on, that the person needs help. I don't know. Maybe I'm overly sensitive. Or maybe I'm just tired of everything so far. I don't know. Maybe...maybe its a sign. A sign that I am one of the few people who shouldn't be here. Whatever. In the end, it doesn't make a difference.

So anyways, I have come to an understanding of many things. Maybe some of you know about all of what I'm about to say, or some of what I am going to say.

I see did a lot of things. Some stuff I'm not proud of, but I did them. I smoked cigarettes. I don't see why damaging your lungs helps you with anything, but I guess the nicotine helps calm your nerves. I got smashed once. It was the best night ever. It seemed to make everything for me be happy. I've even gone so far as to cut myself. It hurts, but I guess if your in that much pain, sometimes it makes it easy for you to forget about it.

This it for now. I'm tired and I never want to think again. Til next time.