Who I Am
Livin' in Reality
Be glad you know me on the internet. Be glad this place is censored. Be glad I keep my feelings locked up like a genie in a bottle.
I am not a nice person. If you were to talk to me, I'd be more likely to glance at you and then begin ignore you. When you do get me to begin talking to you, I'll usually be insulting, kinda looking down on you. I could care less what you think. I'm the outcast, the lone wolf, the arrogant intellectual. When I get a friend, I latch on, but still treat them badly sometimes. I go to school, come home, and that's it. I know a teen in Connecticut better than a kid who lives down the block.
I find myself victtim to rampant mood swings. I'll have a great day, but I'll be more irritable than a cat being given a bath. I swing between happy, angry, and sad, all in under a day. I've even felt suicidalon the same day I've been really happy.
This is who I am. Be glad you know me as Xaeraz, and not as me.