So here comes another lonely night on my own. Well, in the physical sense. I has Khemo =3 But we are very, very bored.

So now I'm just sitting on my own, a tad jetlagged from the journey back from New Mexico. I'm a tad disheartened, worried, and brokenhearted; me being me I will not show any of those emotions unless you ask me about them. Kansas is gay. Really, really gay.

Imagine a world of commercial materialists who all dress in either Abercrombie as an attempt to fit in or Delia's as an attempt to "be different". Imagine a world where people honestly can't realize that maybe the reason why you're so fucked up is from your past and you can't just "Get the fuck over it" like that. Imagine a world where friends you never hurt just leave you because a few others don't like you.

This is the hellhole I live in. It's a motherfucking shark tank. It takes a death of a classmate in order to let us just all get along for a moment, and then the next day we're just as bitchy and materialistic as were before this goddamned death.

Overland Park, Johnson County, and the entire materialistic world needs to go fuck itself, seriously.

Some days I wish I were somewhere else. Somewhere other than this hellhole. I know those problems will never disappear, but there must be other places where they aren't as prevalent and annoying.

If it takes something so big as a death to even get us to get along, this world, or my world at least, needs a change.

People live in such a bubble here, it's not even funny. Them with their damned perfect families with daddy who makes a six-plus figure paycheck and mom who doesn't even have to work. They who have never felt real pain, and who think it weird and "emo" when one is actually depressed.

It takes shit as big as deaths and suicide threats to even get someone's attention around here. They only care about themselves. They don't even see that maybe someone right in front of their very eyes is dying.

If you like materialistic hellholes, move here. I'm sure you will enjoy it.

"Nature's first green is gold / her hardest hue to hold / her early leaves a flower / but only so an hour / then leaf sudsides to leaf / so Eden sank to grief / so dawn goes down to day / nothing gold can stay. " - Nothing Gold Can Stay, Robert Frost.

So, I have a few new obsessions. The book The Outsiders is my latest, and in that category Dallas Winston. He's pretty much my favorite character.

And I have a vampire obsession, hehe. The Bloodline series is AMAZING. x23749273482397

Wow, this post is quite lengthy.

"I used to talk about killing myself all the time, man. But I don't wanna die now. It ain't long enough. Sixteen years ain't gonna be long enough. I wish there was so much stuff I never seen. So many damn things I ain't seen enough. That time we were at Windrixville was the only time I've ever been away from my neighborhood." - Johnny Cade, The Outsiders.

So, you think I'm a bitch, huh? Well, it takes one to know one.

Someday it will all get better.

See the title.