User blog:Pepperedpopcornn/Another One

Well, I guess I did it to myself again. I raped myself again.he went on to 4 times. But, afterwards things felt diverent. Like, maybe we were the same person all along. I felt  together after raping myself today. But, the act of masterbation isn't what really brough us together. What really brough us back was and is the fact that we are indeed not WE at all. WE ARE ME. There I said it, haha. So, I sang in the shower and got all hyped up. But, now I find everything about today's shower experience like one big fat joke. Right now I am chilling with Red Blanket and Love Monster for emotional support. I know this is silly but whatever. It's better than nothing I guess. Today was one big failure how much of a pussy did I just act around Aaron today anyway. It's werid how I act differently towards different people. Like how I act around Malcom and how I act around my Mom. But, I guess I most certaintly should act differently when around those two people. Imagine if I acted like Mom was Malcom or if even better yet, if Malcom was Mom. Well, I am all cuddly here in my bed and for some dumb reason this crap helps me feel relaxed or something but not really if you know what I mean. Well, there ya have it; another blog down the drain. Bravo to myself but not really since it's just mere regurgitation. I do miss the old day of Mario Kart Wii deeply, such a simpler time back then. That's probablly what I am strugging to get out of Sploder and I am probably watching cartoons and anime to get back to the time that I claim that I was more depressed than I am know. Isn't all that just freaking wonder?! Goodbye, idoit.