I think I've got personality disorder sometimes. Hmm, oh well. I guess I am a person that lives by myself most of the time. When I'm sad, I'm not afraid to hide it. I may be sad over one thing, but I won't put a mask and live on and talk to other people as if I'm not. Neither do I do so when I'm happy, I mean if I'm happy and there isn't anything that upsets me, why should I bother making myself worried about things or people that don't play a huge role in my life. Yeah, I may be concerned, and may be a little sympathetic, but that doesn't mean I'll have to live how that person lives.
So don't judge me for who I am. Judge me for what I am not.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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