I have a journal (really?) and I post about once a week at least (i want to at least) and I like to post random crazy thoughts that barge through my mind after a few glasses of cheap shitty red wine. That's when the magic happens
What you need to know about this schmuck:
1: I am in grad school, wasting loan money, pretending im making a better future for myself.
2: I lost the girl of my dreams 5 years ago, and even tho ive moved on, she still taints my dreams to this day.
3: I like to write poetry..i know right, im a 24 y.o. male who writes shitty poetry on a blog no one reads. Nobel prize here I come!
4: I live alone in Buffalo, new york, US...thats right there's more than one "city" in the STATE OF new york.
5: I have a goldfish named Snorkle and he is the Light of my life we have been together for 2+ years now
6: I am not religious, actually, i am the opposite of religious, i am not religious
8: I want to make a friend from some opposite corner of the world, and I want to solve all the problems of your life, and become your guardian angle. You know make you this magnificent lover, this benevolent leader, this prestigious human being...and receive nothing in return. I was one of those kids who grew up in AOL chat rooms trying to save the depressed, sad souls with no outlet among us. Trying to help the faceless.
bottemline: I want to meet people who live interesting lives, and I want to give you advice when the shit hits the fan, and I want you to pretend to read my shitty poetry, and pretend its good, cause at the end of the day, even fake praise, gets my rocks off!!!!