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Birthday
• 1989-05-14
Gender
• Male
Location
• Goodrich, Michigan
Member Since
• 2004-10-30
Occupation
• Sophmore - Highschool
Real Name
• Christopher Easton

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Achievements
• I really couldn't think of a noteable achievement I've made... except maybe that I'm not dead yet.
Anime Fan Since
• 2002
Favorite Anime
• Trigun
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• I don't really have a goal
Hobbies
• Watching anime... and... sitting at my computer doing nothing... and... listening to music
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• Nothing. I'm completely devoid of talent




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Monday, November 29, 2004

Okay... idk about today. I guess I'm kinda out of it still from all the crap i did this weekend (none of you have heard all the stuff i did and you wont cause it was shadier business) but yeah. Anyway I don't know how I feel today or anything I'm just really spaced out and kinda feel like going to sleep but I just drank a lot of coffee. I have been drinking a lot of coffee lately. I spike it like 90% of the time too so I have been really messed up. Music though!

OMFG I have become insanely obsessed with music. *Sigh* I have listened to all my songs by Mae like 50 times in the last 24 hours. Even burned it all to a CD and listened to that some. Embers and Envelopes is like... one of the best songs I have heard in a while. I know I say that about just about every song I talk about but they really are. Music is just kinda an escape from a life of hell that no one truly knows about but me. Helps to hear that other people have the same problems through music. I mean they might not have the exact smae problems but... it doesn't really matter. Not many people are gonna read this and maybe 2 people will comment. It seems almost pointless to post at all. It seems like I only do it to give myself a false sense of accomplishment and of people actually caring about my this worthless shell of a being that I call myself. I don't know... maybe I'm just a self-loathing bastard but I doubt it. I think I really am the pathetic, worthless, peice of crap that I portray myself as. It seems like no one can help me either. I just keep feeling worse and worse about myself, not that you would really care though...who could care about me? I don't even care about myself. I guess I will see you when I see you.

Song of the Day: Embers and Envelopes by Mae
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