Maybe life isn't for me [: not in the i should die sense, but that maybe i'm just not meant for anything like this..

Earlier i dropped a knife. and caught it with my hand. today i've walked into too many doors and walls to count, and i finally realized how much of a freak i am. not that thats bad or anything..

While normal people like pizza, i like the taste of strep throat medicine. Think i'm a freak yet?

While normal people can sit still, i get up, start pacing, or tapping my foot. What about now?