facebook

jumping around on facebook has made me realize something: I might not know who I am am right now. but I know who i am not. I am not some crazed fag who has more pictures with a bottle to his lips than without. I do not have a single photo of me flicking of the photographer. I am not just wasting--
and that was the trigger.
I fear that I am wasting my life. But at the same time, I like my life. I don't feel like rushing out of college. Screw the real world, I like mine.