I really want to punch someone in the face, and cry at the same time. Which, I'm sure would make for a funny sight. I hate everyone, myself included in that bold statement. I just want to curl up in a ball and forget the world exists. Oh and my insomnia is kicking my ass right now.

This is my blog and I will complain and whine, at my will.

I constantly complain, that I have no one to talk to that listens, well I complain to myself, because I don't have anyone to complain to. And it's now getting to the point where, I'm becoming anti-social, because of this problem. Which, just doesn't help my problem, in fact it only makes it worse. I feel like all I ever do is listen, I listen to everyone. And I have no problem with that, I love to hear about other people's problems, and I love trying to help. But sometimes, I just want to strangle the person I'm listening to, and scream "LISTEN TO ME", but if I really do strangle them, they will be dead, so screaming at them will be futile and pointless. Hence, I live in the middle of this vicious cycle, and I don't know how to break it. So here, I'll write about it on this blog, and vent, even though it's do nothing, and it's not helping me at all.

Ciao.

Hi, I made one of these because I don't know? They seem pretty cool. Wow, this is a lame start. I love to write, but I lack the structure and determination to write consistently but I am going to attempt to. Poetry is my favorite thing in the entire world, and I don't mean the Dr. Seuss rhyming crap or the teenage angst, let me slit my wrists and write this poem in blood crap. I mean, real poetry. I talk about poetry all the time, but no one listens to me. No one actually listens to me about anything in general, but, be prepared for cynical and bitter comments about my constant flow of faith down the drain towards humanity. That was a horrible run on sentence. Okay, bye!