short description of what? ha!
i dont know. i want to know. how they wrote.
fuck backspae. if i make a mistke...then...gasp...im himan.
not himan..but human...
i hit backape 4 time in the last...gok..
i want to be an artist. ive so as far back as i can projec.t i do. i just do. i habe so much in me. sooo much. more than-i feel-the averag he or she has.
yet.
i just double sneexed...as many or most do. so how am i different? i think about it? idk
i cant stand to look at my typing mistakes. it stabs worse than any needle that i injected for fun. is that to say...my spelling and grammer matter more to me than the drugs?
why, yes. i think it does.
i am not sure what to do with myself.
i enjoy this life tremendously. and yet...its too much.
too much organization. too much order. too much planned. too much..expected.
FUCK THAT. expetations. ha. i misspelled expectaitons. and again. i dont car.e i care about me. and what i want. or wht i think i want.
no one knows all that.
idk.