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So I got a big slap in the face, and I think that I got what I needed to get. It sucked, and I hated the deliverer durring it. But it's ok I get it, and I understand that I need to kick myself in the a** for real. I need to get s**t done, buckle down, stop being a p***y, no matter how much I want to get help, and no matter how much I want to have some kind of emotion for myself, I don't have the time or space for it. And I refuse to be compaired to a lowly being that I've been mimicing lately, some will know what I'm talking about, others will be in the dark, but that's how it's ment to be right? I have to find that hapy balance between having that personality that I have and still have that cold, and god damn serious side, so that I can keep what I hold dear, if I end up switching up things agian, I'm sorry, but it's the 59th second, and I need to work my magic as the "come back kid," but this time I need to actualy work for this one, wish me luck people, I'll need as much help as I can get, with out actual help if that made any sence. So game time is over, and it's time to stick the knife in it, rip it open, eat the heart, and give the battle cry, I'M BACK ********, BETTER HAVE YOUR LOVED ONES NEAR! scream scream scream scream