Male , 22-25
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Member Since Oct 22, 2009
Favorite Quote Don\'t let anyone tell you you\'re not good enough.
Special day 12-12
Music The Strokes and Say Anything are my most played.
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Aspergers If I showed you the real me would it still be the same? Explained Ive got a gun, but I've got no aim? No violence or love, just my conscience as a token. That its not my f… [more]
Aspergers Aspergers If I showed you the real me would it still be the same? Explained Ive got a gun, but I've got no aim? No violence or love, just my conscience as a token. T… [more]
Aspergers ll I was always told to look people in there eyes. But I never did, so I was suspected of lies. Its not my fault theres nothing when I hear their cries. Not my fault theres not… [more]
Aspergers If I showed you the real me would it still be the same? Explained Ive got a gun, but I've got no aim? No violence or love, just my conscience as a token. That its not my fau… [more]
She cried because I couldn't.I stepped out of my apartment earlier this morning, back pack in one hand, soda in the other. I walked down my street and noticed a girl near the corner. She was sitting on the short brick wall, staring forward, and I recognized her face. We had been in a relationship for several years. It ended when I told her about my aspergers. She saw me and turned to face me. I stopped a few feet in front of her and she stood. She greeted me and I didn't know what to do. There was no instruction for this so I just stood. She watched me, knowing now who I really am. And she looked sad. She looked into me, with eyes I remembered, as they glistened with extra water. Her breath became audible and out of ins… [more]
The Puppetier"Shadow, your dead inside." Dead inside. She said it jokingly, but it hit me hard. We were outside of a dennys, it was late but we were enjoying each others company. After eating we had just begun walking, heading towards our homes. I was tired, my body was sore from the week, but her smile was kind and her body attractive so I went to eat a late dinner with her. She laughed about serious things, and joked about anything painful that was mentioned. "I know she really cared about me, and part of me really cared about her, but it wasn't right." (I talked about a recent relationship with her) "What wasn't right about it?" (She asked with a slightly satisfied smirk) "I don't know, it just wasn't… [more]
IntentionsWelcome to 5am. I've started my day listening to different songs, whatever comes to mind, and playing chess against my computer. I'm still tired, but I know I won't be able sleep again, so I'll sit here and write till I wake up a little more.While half asleep, or through out the night really, I was thinking about the weight intentions hold. I truly believe that intentions mean more than actions. Not that actions don't matter, of coarse they do. I just believe that when it really comes down to it, one should act based off of the intentions others held towards them, and not what the actions produced. Punish a man, or reward him, for his intentions. Not just his actions.A betrayal, if ineffecti… [more]
KinderFor the past few nights I've been getting texts from an unknown number. It started with pictures. Pictures of a marker board with words of encouragement on it, a date, a time, and my real name. Just kind words. Smiley faces. Phrases. I played along. Said thank you. Didn't bother asking who it was. It was clear anonymity was important to them, and I could relate. She eventually responded to me with texts. Talking about our days, how things were going. It was clear she was very bright and was being very careful with what she said. I can't even be a hundred percent sure she is a she. Though the diction and logic she used would suggest so. Either way, her kindness inspired me. Her anonymous kind… [more]