You see, it is actully all about me.

You  know i was going to write something deep and depressing tonight.

but  it would not be because that is what i am feeling.

It would have been to latch onto and bite into and feed on like a vampire, each thread of pity, remorse, sadness that the readers of this would give out in response. Yes that's right. i would chase after every scrap of attention you give, because for the most of it i feel left out.

That is why i self proclaim myself a freak and parade it around, that is why i like to scream and point out things we have been over a millions times.

To get your attention.

That is why i talk and talk about things that i know make you annoyed.

To see you reaction.

See i'm even doing it now. i want you to read this and feel something from it. Some emotional reaction that i can zap from you and store away.

And you see that is why i like watching movies that would you probably hate, and listening to stuff that makes you sick.

That is why i make up stupid stories, because in my stories for once, everyone is looking at me.