O rly..

So.  Apparently it's funny to step on my toes.  To capture everything you wanted out of life as if it were an animal; helpless, bleeding, screaming for someone or something to help it out of your repulsive grasp.  You are disgusting to me.

I despise everything you do; things that you do only to spite me.  How in the world have you held on this long?  How can you reach me even though you're so far away?  It's like this art that you've somehow mastered only so that you can thrive off of another's agony and presumed defeat.  I can't repeat enough how abhorrent it is.  You tried to trap me well over a thousand times...and still it seems I fall straight to my demise.  Seriously?  Get.  Away.  From. Me.

I don't lie nearly as much as you do.

There's a 90% chance that this statement is true.

I hate you.

The open door.

Just a heads up; this isn't about Evanescence.
Okay.  Now that that's over.

    Lately, things have progressed forward.  I can't even begin to express how incredible this experience is for me.  I had previously begun to accept that my future was going to end up quite dull (to make an understatement) and completely lifeless.  I've never been so eager to say that I was wrong.  I'm never the first one to open up about past experiences, but some of mine have a great "learn from your mistakes" factor.  I'm sure eventually I will write about the infamous "Shane Story" and my oh-so-deviant love story; these both would greatly enhance this entry and would open up a lot more room for understanding where I come from...but, I feel like now isn't the right time for those, and possibly only opened up if I'm asked directly.  I have strayed from my original point and subject...unintentional.  However, back to my first object of interest...I've significantly improved the conditions of my life.  It was unexpected, yet welcomed with open arms.