A Stroke Of Genius
I seem smart half the time, and the others... just a complete dumb ass. Wonder why...
They say I have depression and I deny it. They say I have anxiety and I briefly accept it. Some say I'm a complete genius, I accept it fully. I don't know why, but when people see me at a computer they somehow see through what I may be, and they see a man with a brain, why? I dunno, but it makes me feel good inside, the same when people compliment my writing, it makes me feel warm inside... like I am actually good at it. Which (not being self center), I feel like I may be great at writing. I get all my emotions out, I'm not afraid to say what's on my mind, and I feel great when I'm done. Thanks all you fans of my stories, rants, and blogs. You all rock and are loved by me, which should be good enough for you cheap slags.
Mark
Cheap slags? i thought you said cheap hags... nigger...
posted on 04/04/2008 at 06:26