maybe i'll blog, cause i have a blog, and i'm a blogger, and i barely blogged for so long my blog got lonely, and as a blogger, blogging is as natural as breathing, it's what i do, chips of plutonium twinkling in every lung

i liked myself better when i wasn't trying to be perfect - i think other people like me better when i am trying to be perfect but i'll just have to take the hit, and accept their legit criticism of me when i shrug off what to me have become intolerable burdens of propriety - i'm plenty deserving of criticism, i'll accept that, but i'm thinking that i'll have to start doing less things that make me miserable - maybe my character is built up so big that... nah, it's not that i got a big character, it's just that there's a shadow that... whatever - lite music outro