This is why I am what I am today. I guess
I can blame most of it on my friends. My
dear, weird, friends. Sometimes I wonder
how it would be to know a normal person.
But I guess I would be bored to have people
around me who don't enjoy throwing up on
bikes and talk about computers all the time.
I guess I would feel missunderstood around
people who can't understand that the killer
in Seven was the hero.
So a big Thank you to all my lovely friends
who have ruined my normal and boring life.