Like It Or Lump It; Post #100.

I've made of bad habits, I'm constructed with lies and make-believe fairy tales.

I wear mens deodorant. I love the taste of blood. When walking past people in busy places I tend to make "broom" and "zoom" noises. I relate my mood to lyrics from songs and leave them all over the internet for other people to see. When on webcam I make rediculous faces. I'm textually appealing. My Dads taste in music influenced mine alot. I slept for over a day once. Most days I achive absolutely nowt. I know my limits, I still love getting wrecked though. This is my claim to fame. I love car parks. I'm becoming more socially acceptable, day by day, but I'm planning my unconventional comeback. I'm an independant mess, my tears dry on their own. I'm uninspired and I'm sick and tired. I have attractive calves. I'm not used to my full potential. I take my shoes off in public places. I don't think talking about the weather is 'small talk', I can really get into it if you let me. I could say I'll always be here for you but that would be a lie and quite a pointless thing to do. I've got a whole life ahead of me and I cant wait. Coffee mugs dominate my face. I lost the chip on my shoulder when you left but I'm better for it. I've got the most freckles, ever. I'm hopelessly devoted to you. I take pride in my virginity and I'm not ashamed to say I don't put out. I can live off of jelly and painkillers for a week, I know, impressive. I was born to hand jive, baby. I keep my attractive friends close but my amusing friends closer. Alot of the time, I think 'there are worse things I could do', then I see you and it confirms my theory. I love finding new places. I'm constantly convincing myself that I will find fame and make a million. I can feel and I can cry. I measure distances in hours because I know it annoys alot of people. I would tell you how unique and individual I am but you wouldn't believe me, so I'll say I'm funny looking, sounding and all around plain peculiar. I love perfect boys with their perfect ploys. I'm going to become bigger that all of you think. People hear me but no one actually listens. I've had a good run, I have to admit. I prefer my left foot to my right. I like music that is lyrically intelligent. All I want to be is in a dream. Fame and glory; I don't want anything inbetween. I find myself wondering "why wont the world revolve around me?" more often that the average 17 year old drop out. I put myself before my education. Sometimes I want to quit all of this and join the rest of the world but I'm too proud. I just ate my body weight in minstrels... I don't recomend it. I constantly want to scream "I love you" but I'm worried someone might hear me. I blame all of my problems on my upbringing and claim 'I don't know any better'. I can't explain a thing, I want everything to change and stay the same. I bought a stuffed toy and became so attached to it I went home that night and made it a bed. I will never believe in anything again. I am a constant on everyones msn friends list. I have commintment issues. I'm in the middle of a sexual identity crisis. I loved everything about you that hurts. I'm just trying to prove myself to the world. The universe isn't big enough for my ego.I'm afraid of reproductive organs. I speak fast and I'm not going to repeat myself, so listen carefully.I get headaches when I talk too much. I have more in my head that I bargained for. I have a phobia of eyes. I used to watch Robotwars and SMTV Live religiously as a child. I can't get laid in this town without these pointy fucking shoes. I am still obsessed with Pokemon. My happiness comes first in my life as it is My Life. I live in my own little, fabulous, self obsessed bubble. I know you all want in.

I've been working on this for a month and now that I read it... I can't help but ask myself, was it really worth it?