The Freedom of the Social Food Chain

I love being unknown.(-Lie I hate being unknown. (-Another lie. I honestly dont adore the knowladge of being known as "You're smart, can I see your homework?" But then again, I'm against hatred. But. I'm saying this beacuse. No one besides myself is going to read this without my permission. I don't post this anywhere. And when I do, I disguise the link. and if I didn't hide the link.. .. Well, in all honestly, I wouldn't be worried at all. No one is going to care enough to read of what I have to say here. (or what I have to sing there.) (and if you, my loving audience of probably 1, don't know what I'm talking about. GETCHUR MIND OUTTA THE COKE CAN!) confessions009.blogspot.com Ta-Da. So I never worry that anyone who I wouldn't want to see this will see this. I love that feeling. So here friends, is a little updatio. So. Lone behold tis the day in which I've been writing on here more than I've been writing qoute unqoute, creativly. And lone behold I cannot seem to even it out. Some days I feel like just writing randomly. And some days i feel like writing poeticly. I cant help it. So, things are pretty much the same. Some links and names may have changed, but none were hurt in the making of this blog. exept for the names and links i didn't like, i hurt those links' feelings and i dont care, they are losers. So, Yea. Later myself. No one reads this :)