I just learned that Trolololo guy died less then two weeks ago (4th June?)
Then why do my hands do things that I dont want to do?
Today I am like an empty shell.
I am regretting this because i missed an opportunity, and not for the first time. Because I was afraid. I have always been after young girls, and without success so far. But once in a while (actually not more then 2-3 times in my life) did one of these girls i had an interest into, seem to be interested back. More then once, I found myself paralysed with fear, not believing this was actually happening. It was happening, what I'd wished for for so long, but I didnt want it to happen anymore, as if i was not ready to handle it. So I pretend everything is ok, I pretend she's not looking my way. I am afraid to change, it's like waiting for a train for days or weeks (sitting on a train station bench), and then being too afraid to step on the train when it finally is here. The worse part is that I dont know if that train will ever come again, and if it will... will I dare to ride it anyway?
This dark thing is incredibleThat dark thing that comes and grabs you from behind.The dark fist holds your head, pushes your eyes back in the skull. Your life sucks.You cannot relax, you have work to do. You must keep trying. You cannot ignore the dark thing because it's all around you.It wont go away. You are officially damned. Again.
Some facts, taken from another blog so I have no idea how true they are: