Series of Thoughts

Most people would agree that life is a gift, that we were born to make a difference in this world. That each and every one of us will eventually be forced to get off our asses and go do something, anything, that will spark a change for the better.
But some people, the other people, like to point out that all the drunks and all the stoners have literally achieved nothing at all in their life.
I happen to fall under the less popular category.

I have a lot of opinions and a lot of emotions, and I've had a front row seat to the show produced by keeping all those feelings and thoughts bottled up inside.
Trust me, it's not pretty.
So here I am, in an attempt to not become one of the many depressed, anti-social young people of the world, by writing this.
And probably being disapproved of and disowned because of it.

But I'll jump that hurdle when I get to it. (And by jump, I mean run straight into it and flip over to the other side.)

So come join me, why don't you? Here's your first class ticket to my head, my brain, my inner-workings.
(Hope you aren't offended by it :0)