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You know, I listen to all these love songs and I can't help but wonder.. Do these people singing actually know the first thing about love? Do they sincerely know anything about the subject? Seriously? Then it makes me question -- It is really these people who write these songs? It could be other people, you know. And they're just not saying.

Like.. Okay, Justin Bieber? I think that's his name, the kid's what..? 12? And he's singing about spending the rest of his life with girls and stuff. You KNOW this kid doesn't know what the hell he's singing about. I'm sorry, I just don't buy it. I just don't buy that people actually fall in love these days. How do you know for sure anyways?

How do you know you're not in love, but actually have an obsession? Oh god, obsessions. Speaking of those, my loves, I think .. Those can be classified as addictions, right? I guess I'm obsessed with a lot of things, then again, who isn't?

Think about it.. We all have our mini addictions.

Mine?

Let's see.
Sleep. Knowledge. Eyes. Love. Cell-phone. Life. People.

Hate.

Hey, you know what?


Fuck all of you. :D

Dear Anna and Vally,

You're too young to understand much of what's going on right now, or what's going to come. Of course, in the coming years you'll finally realize. I can tell you two will be intelligent, will see life for what it truly is, and I pray to god my mother doesn't put you through the crap she put me through. You guys are precious little souls and deserve nothing but the best out of life. My little soldiers, so if and when times get tough, you have to be strong like your big sister, okay?

I'm going to be leaving soon, and I think if I had any regrets, leaving you guys would be the worst and biggest one. But you see, I have to leave. I can't take much more of Alabama. I need to get out of here. I'm pleading for your forgiveness in advance, I suppose.

Valentina, you've taught me so much and I sincerely think you've saved my life. Made me see things in a totally different perspective. I've done so much just to see that goofy little smile. And I'm sorry when mommy and I yell, we can't help it. We don't get along. And I'm sorry you have to suffer, I know you hate it when people yell. I used to hate that, too. Which is another reason I have to leave -- I can't take much more yelling. I know you love your big sister, and it brings a smile to my face just thinking about it. You and Anna are just that, my happiness. I can turn to you guys and just.. Be happy. I want you to take care of Anna. Make sure she doesn't get into too much trouble, if any. But mostly this goes to you, because I know you can mischievous. Behave.

Anna, the day you were born, it gave me so much more hope. A new beginning, new life. And it was beautiful (you, not the birthing process haha). You were beautiful. And you still are, chubby buddy. You realize that all of mommy's children helped her in some way, right? You helped her realize she needs to get her life into shape. She needs to stop being a child. She has responsibilities, and this is a big thank you, Anna. Thank you for being there for my mother, thank you for saving her life for the third time. The last time. You're starting to crawl now. You're good at it.. You're so young and you're crawling like a pro. Sure you may fall down sometimes, but you get back up. And good job. I love you, you know that? Always remember that.

Just know when Julia's on the road, you two are in my thoughts always. Everyday. And I will never, ever forget you guys. I'll visit, it may take a while, but I'll visit. To see how much you guys have grown.

Love you two.

Few things about myself.

I hate when people respond with "I don't know" when I ask questions.
I crave knowledge of everything. Everything.
I'm a huge fan of technology.
I know too much about computers.
I love re-constructing and building.
I can eat just one.
I have self-image issues.
I've thought about commiting suicide once just to see the people around me suffer for all they've done to me.
I can find beauty in the most ugliest things on Earth.
I will show you sympathy and laugh.
I hate people who try to be funny.
I strongly dislike the Christian religion and most of the people associated with it.
I like claiming to be original.
I don't believe in violence, yet partake in it sometimes.
My beliefs contradict eachother. And I'm okay with that.
I like my back.
I severly hate my eye color.
I want a reason.
I can make people smile even when something is seriously wrong.
I dance in public. And no, not good dancing either.
I like to see the bright side of everything and have a firm belief that there is a bright side in everything, no matter how small.
I'm gay.
I find little things impressive. Example, handstand.
I like the socially awkward. They are nice.
I can be socially awkward.
I don't like my fingers.
I want somebody there for me like it used to be.
I dwell on the past too much.
I can move my knuckles.
I think Nick Jonas is cute.
I don't like when people "like" me.
I like challenges.
I fall too often. It's incredible.
I extremely don't like the people around me.
I am too hopeful.
My hopes are usually out of reach, or are just never going to happen.
I become uninterested in people very quickly for the most part.
I have a Zune and personally believe it is better than the iPod.
I'm obsessed with something at the moment.
I used to live in a fantasy world to escape actual reality just because it was better.
Most men disgust me.
Most women disgust me.
I'm new to the game of vegetarianism.
I want to be famous (secretly).
When I say I have no heart, I mean it. And I expect you to believe me.
I wish I could call Victoria a whore to her face.
It'd be better if you weren't my friend, although you probably think differently.
I take compliments seriously, and if you're going to do so, prepare to elaborate what you mean.
I like people who are hard to figure out.
I wish I could make Tyler realize he's not in some altered reality.
I like physical contact.
I enjoy kissing more than hugs. But hugs are alright..
I've been called a man trapped in a woman's body.
I kind of believe that.
I think I have something seriously wrong with me.
I see people's flaws before I see their beauty.
I sometimes wish I was the last person on Earth.
I wish we had a better understanding of the universe. Juuuuuust to piss Christians off every time we discover something proving religion false.

I. Hate. Olives.

I could give two shits what most people think or feel.
I pretend I do care, though.
I'm a slob.
I don't want to continue this list anymore.