The World As We Know It

Oh, I'm thinking the first line on how to start this one, but looks like I've got one!

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You know what?
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What?
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I'm like a retard, a minuscule tweet on this humongous, filthy piece of land. I know, many people know that.

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Have you ever felt that wanting to rob Bill Gates' mansion or even fake his account? So you could own lots and lots of money? Shame for me, I didn't get his wits. :)

I'm hopeless. I feel hopeless. I'm emo. I'll slight my wrist, draw some weird eyeliner under my eyes and all the emo-things.


They say that its just a strand of hair between sanity and insanity and I've crossed that line!

Do I look like Audrey Hepburn? Or maybe Megan Fox? Or maybe Heidi Klum? Adriana Lima?
Stop all this sh*ty talks.

Sometimes, doing your best is not enough. I want to be Albert Einstein, i want to have his beliefs, his intelligence but it seems that there's something that hinders me from achieving it like some "ethical distress" thingy.

Gosh! I'm emo again. Can't I talk some "happy" things. Um, i've got lots of suitors!!! hahaha. That's crap actually. That's a happy talk for me. hahaha.

I have been a bum... a real certified bum. I'm like sleeping 4 hours and wake up to eat then sleep again. My headaches.

Do I sound like a retard? If I do sound, then stop reading this nonsense, if otherwise. If you could understand this "things" retarded, insane people do, then thank you.

:)