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Gaia-BlackWolf38.

I'm rarely online, b.t.w.

People ask me why I want to shoot myself in the head.

I think the answer's pretty obvious.

I hate Air.

I absolutely hate the storyline. I hate the way I write it. I hate the characters. I hate the way people talk about it to me. I hate the way I have to read it every week. I hate the way my teacher insists on talking about it. I hate it.

That's all there is to say.

I don't like the limelight. I don't like the way people try and figure out what I'm going to do with Air. I don't like the attention, I guess. I think it's stupid, just like how I think everyone obsessed with Jeffree Star is stupid.

I liked it better when people didn't know my favorite word was "denoument" or that I could use paradoxes and inverted syntax (news to me, by the way). I liked it better when people thought I was just that weirdo kid who wore a razorblade necklace and too much eyeliner. Now I'm the weirdo who tells violent stories.

I hate Air. Thank God I'm almost done with it.

Been thinking...I want to be an exchange student next year. Just to see the world. Aber, mein Deutsch ist nicht so gut. Ich will besser sein, aber ich brauche viele Uebungen.

Maybe I can someday. Never know.

Happy Turkey Day. Go eat fuds.

Title is not pertinent. Mr. B. quote.

Anybody want 3 unused sketchbooks?

Or a box of Prismas?

Or a Wacom tablet?

Because I don't need 'em.

I hate my life so fucking much. I can't do anything right. Every time I think I do something okay, it's horridly stupid. I'm so tired and I never get any downtime- work, school, homework, sports, etc. And I just want to go home but I don't know where the hell home really is.

So I quit.