But the truth of the matter is, I've seen younger people with me with a suitcase that weighs a ton, that's literally stuffed with life-and-death baggage.

*Whistles* pretty crazy right? That we live in a world with over-run tyrannic people, orphans, starvation, epidemics, homeless people, killers, abusers, druggies, and Sin.

Seems like the devil's pretty much became the world's constant companion. which saddens me.

...

Oh looordie. I start on the topic of my insecurities and end with talking about our broken world and the devil.

Maybe I need to get retested again...


I really should start writing my actual story, soon. But shoot, it's so hard to develop a good story and not a shitty one.

With the grammar mistakes, and the characters not being real enough and the story being either too cliche or too hard to pull off.

Not that stuff has happened to me. *cough*-liar-*cough*


I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm witty and pretty dry, and has quite a couple inferiority complexes that I can pass on to my character.

But to be quiteee frank. (< I love that word(: Frank. it reminds me of a hot dog, and *giggles* you know what..) I just simply don't have the time nor the patience to develop my story. I'm just not really a consistent type of gal. I mean don't get me wrong, i can be consistent with my grades, my soon-to-be guitar playing, and hygiene.
But that's about it.