Not the best memories today.. ughh... Rather annoying and horrible.
Alright, lately I've been wanting a human or two to talk to a lonely demon like myself.. I just feel quiet empty and invisible to the world at the moment.. It's a little like a video game, hehe.. However, I began to think about my secondary school life first and a horrible memory shot through my soft skull like a bullet from a gun... The memory was an Art lesson in year 9, a year of choosing what I want to do for my GCSEs.. blllaaaa.. Well, a girl in my year and Art lesson decided to piss me right off for the hole bloody year.... Who knows why?... Not me.. No one knows, but s