Holy crap.

You know what happens when I'm stagnant online for a long time? I start losing my jaded, forked-tongue, uncaring demeanor. Well actually, I just stop being clever within my writings. Because I'm unseasoned, and I've gone soft. I find it difficult, at this very moment, to find words that I used commonly before I stopped writing. Maybe life caught up to me, and I'm becomming more and more normal with every day that passes by that I'm not exercising my wit. Eventually, I'll just stop being my old self, and turn into something else. Then again, according to society, my old self was kind of weird. I was introverted, my life revolved around imaginary beings on a stupid looking website, and I was pained for every second that I was away from it. My world was within a computer screen, from when I was 14, until I was 16. Two of the most defining years in a teenager's life. When we evolve from young teenager, to old teenager. Not me, though. I had the mindset of an old teenager from the get-go. Only thing was, my brain kept that adolescent mindset going into adulthood.

I dunno where I'm going with this. I guess I'm just saying I don't know what I am right now. An idiot, a genius, a kid, a man. We'll see.