bringing you down to my level

enjoy these people as much as i do please

idiotic ramblings

to hold such irrelevance is such a big part of my life it's harrowing. i carry a lot of different names, the scapegoat, the beaver, the arrogant, the skank, but the irrelevant - i just don't like that word.
i have sat here trying to think of something decent to write and i've come up with nothing. i looked at all my past scrambles and they're empty now. i fear that i have lost my talents because i can't put any meaning to any of it anymore. i've climbed my Everest's and what do i have to show for it? a smile? what do i have to seek attention from now? why is it that now i'm happy i feel boring? i feel lost now, i don't like this. i'm going to go tidy my room.

blahblahlbah;;;;;;

I'M GETTING BORING, SOMEONE TAKE ME SOMEWHERE WHERE I'M DIFFERENT

or would everyone else simply stop being so fucking interesting

un-title

Headache. Hardy. Hat. Hiding. Hidden. Harry. H-rain.

H is a very useful letter, but I much prefer the letters c,u,n and t.

This has been a horrid day.

Guess who's back?

i don't know whether it's because i've eaten way too much food or merely had a serious lack of cups of tea today, but for some insane reason i've decided to put some life back into this. my life's changing for the better and i couldn't be more happy as to where i am right now. this is probably all i'm going to write, but if you're reading this would you so kindly cross your fingers so maybe next time i venture on to this blog, my mind explodes in creativity. thank you and goodnight.