Once again I feel like using this as my own personal place to say what I’m really thinking.  Honestly and uncensored.  I’ve been feeling very down the past few weeks, and sometimes I think I have no one to blame but myself.  I am the ultimate example of “last guys finishing last” – of course I can be an asshole at times but really when it all boils down I’m really just the genuinely nice person who cares about everyone.  Sometimes I care too much.  I don’t know why I am this way, I dont think it is one of those things you can change either…  Obviously there was someone in my life for a very long time, and I would be lying if I didn’t think about her every day still.  3 months in Korea was all it took for it all to fall apart.  Then I dated someone else and almost though that I had found something that would work, and of course… things fell apart – I should have been more guarded and then it wouldn’t have bothered me so much.  I’m a romantic, I’m either everything or nothing I guess.  \\\ to be continued

People with small eyes that are close together and have bulbus heads scare me.