Self-absorbed only begins to describe me.

I'm still too busy exploring the past to give much thought to the present.

Ashamed to say that I'm kind of proud of the side of me that is cruel.

  Last night, I had a crazy-ass, dramatic, creepy dream. I was hanging out with this guy, who was apparently my friend. He lived in this nice, cabin-like mini mansion with a wrap0around backyard with his dad (who was that guy who plays the landlord on 'New Girl') and his step-mom (Salma Hayek).
  At one point while I'm hanging out with my friend, I ( Read more... )

STAMP
incomplete
incompetent
incapable
ungrateful
unnecessary
unmotivated

These are the words in my arsenal, which i will use to impress you and undress you ( Read more... )

Sometimes (most of the time) I'm full of shit.
But pretend you don't know this.
I don't need the blow to my ego.

"Perhaps the best way I can put it is that I see no point in adding to all the bad music in the world."

I know my limitations.

I don't wish to discover that I fall short of greatness.

I am afraid of testing my capabilities and finding that they are exactly what I expected them to be.

I am incapable of producing something that would satisfy my ( Read more... )

My temper is extremely short, specifically with my mom ( Read more... )

I think I might be afraid of relationships ( Read more... )