I really wish I had better luck this year. Not because I'm sad or lonely or anything fucking like that. But because I just had. So many ideas. I just had to leave on the table. For example, because a lot of people attribute me with things that have never could never fit.

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Can you sword fight, yourself? No? Is your answer no? Well thats on my list, Can you get an external opinion for big plans, from yourself?

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No?

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So maybe. The second person... was.. required? This is just the 2 that came up off the top of my head. Now more are coming. Can't share a milkshake, alone, can you? You can drink a milkshake alone. Thats easy. i was doing that every friday for weeks, but then the local spot left a bad taste in my mouth so. And god. This other place I went to their prices were almost 2 TIMES THE COST and hours away. No thanks? HAHAHA But it did give me another idea. So. When I'm a little better off I'm gonna see it through. If only I had a CAMERA PERSON ( look at that, a second person, minimum to make this particular idea thrive)

I just get an abnormal amount of flack for this. I am so perfectly ok with doing things by myself. It's weird... that people think the opposite? Its just. THere's levels to this life thing. TO success. Only a fucking moron would think they can do everything alone. ANd no one has ever accused me of being that. Especially not to my face.

Can you tell I'm annoyed? hahaha. I haven't been able to stop letting that seep through, whoops.

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Well fellow creatives understand. When you have an idea for something so strong in your mind and all you can do is come up short. What do you fucking do? I went from trying to build a clan to finding. One person.

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And I still can't do that? Wild. I'm funny, smart, I bathe. I'm gonna shower the fuck out of myself tonight. Already trimmed my nails. Just on a basic level. I have A stars on my report card. A stars. 5 stars? A star. A gold star. There we go.

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Not even gonna get to the juicy parts. Because. I got bored of writing this. Whoops.

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I just. I can't seem to impresson upon you, my readers, my goals properly. And its weird. Since, barring this post I feel like I do a good job.

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I just want to find 1 person, that doesn't fucking self cow cum, to spend time with. Build. From the ground up an amazing interaction and just do all sorts of shit. I don't think you know what its like to be friends with someone that has both ideas, and the energy and will to see them through, maybe thats why y'all end up just being annoying thorns in my ballsack in the inbox. Why not engage with the human in front of you, properly? That's so fucking weird.

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Just yesterday I got some clown " I like being difficult to get a reaction out of people"

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Who uses their valuable limited time on this planet just antagonizing strangers? What the fuck is even that?

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Anyway. As far as my type is. People that bathe. I mean. People that conduct basic hygiene. Have their own ideas. Seek their own growth. Aren't racists or bigots or whatever. Can walk short distances without whining. Or giving up. Maybe not someone prone to giving up period. I promise you, that will annoy the piss straight from my ballsack. Also. Curious? Apparently my standards are too high. Whoops.

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Please. For the love of Odins creampies. Please. Don't be outside of the United States I mean. THe western hemisphere. And no more people inside Cali? how are you all just so fucking lame? What is even with that?