| Disorder | Rating |
| Paranoid: | High |
| Schizoid: | Moderate |
| Schizotypal: | High |
| Antisocial: | High |
| Borderline: | Low |
| Histrionic: | High |
| Narcissistic: | Very High |
| Avoidant: | Moderate |
| Dependent: | Moderate |
| Obsessive-Compulsive: | Moderate |
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*walks in*
........
Wonderful, it didn't take much to bum me out..........AGAIN
i fucking hate this year and i guess to be more precise i'm beginning to hate myself. >_Looks like the first suicide attempt might happen anytime soon since i'm losing grip on reality.... If you see some small news article that says,
"Useless Teen Found Dead In Front Of Computer"
That's me. I can already hear my friends telling me to stop whining. I try not to whine IRL. But hey, it's a blog, i can't write whatever i fucking want yeh. Might be good for healing this stagnant pool of emotions called my soul. And for fuck's sake, NO CHICKEN SOUP! I find those book a total waste of time, oh sure, the stories are touching but to hell with that.
Well, i might as well do some minor jace-style soul searching. It's been one and half years since i've been in this fucked up state of mind. What caused me to be like this? Well, if i told people i would say that i had simply lost my "drive", my "wang", or my "chutzpah". In my frequent conversations with myself, i told Jace that i had some unfinished business that would most probably stay unfinished. What in name of all that is leet and holy am i supposed to do?
Then comes the easiest way out, running away. I've done it a few times when the situation calls for it. This year, i've been distancing myself from my friends. I don't really regret what i'm doing now since well, i prefer to keep my insane face on all the time. Well, throughout the years i've always taken the ego-bashings and smiled. I guess that would explain why deep-down i've always had this lack of confidence. The icy talons that grab on to my dead heart. Heh, i wonder if heart was the right word to use. I'm just ranting off here. I see no problem there.
Time for Mr. Angst-Ridden Teen to take his leave here. Wouldn't want to make you guys laugh too much. Things should be done in moderation.
See-ya On The Flip Side. (the flip side being limbo. Yes, i believe that people who commit suicide end up in limbo-land)
p/s: i actually stopped smoking. Dancing games are too precious to me. Cutting yourself on the other hand, is a new hobby that intrigues me.
Logging out,
Jace.
Jace is lost. Amir hasn't been found either. This would be a simple log of events about these poor lost souls. Stay awhile and buy this troubled boy a drink.
I have no idea who I am. Low self-esteem is one thing I noticed after writing the first sentence.
