19, Studying Graphic Design, developing indie games on the side, Looking for a career in Game Development. Avid chess player. Intoxicated Victim(s)
I hope I’m not a teenager that believes that they are invincible and infinite. I definitely handle my responsibilities well, and respect those around me. I’ve been told I’m mature for my age, and I’d like to keep it that way. I want to continue to gain more knowledge and experience through time.
So if the gov could rename the tag office and dmv satan’s salty asshole, I think that would a more fitting name.
So yeah, my birthday is coming up. Anything octopus related will suffice. Plus a hug, sex, food, cuddlin. All that jazz.
I have been working almost nonstop these past couple of weeks. I love my girlfriend, and I know she loves me, although not as strong. I wish she was more into physical affection, since that’s how I show the way I feel about someone. I wish she would be the first one to say I love you to me, in person. I want to hear that, to reassure me. I don’t necessarily hate the idea of us being friends, because I know we won’t be bitter towards each other, but I want her as my girlfriend. I just hate knowing how much better things could be I guess. Maybe if we were given more time, and weren’t so busy. It just eats me up. I work my ass off everyday, and that’s what I see as a reward. Someone holding me, cuddling, sex, eating with them and watching a movie at my place. Since I do so much work, I believe I earn it, yet I can’t receive it. It feels like someone is dangling what I want in front of me on a string. I feel like I’ve become numb these past couple days, to an extent. It feels as though I don’t have time to worry about the stuff that I usually worry about, because I’ve got so much going on. Therefore, it’s like I see it as something that’s unnecessary to me, as though it’s not a high enough priority for me to care about it.