Just recently, I read the last chapter of my all time favorite manga that I have been following for 8 years.
How does that make me feel?
Eight minutes of Kingdom Hearts 3D: Dream Drop Distance. Along with Neku from The World Ends with You, you’ll see the game’s Pinnochio, The Three Musketeers, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and Tron: Legacy scenes. There’s some silly AR stuff, too (04:00).
This hits Japan in March 2012. Square Enix hasn’t announced a U.S. release date for the game — or any of its 3DS titles (not counting Bust-a-Move Universe) — yet.
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All I can do is move forward… even if every step takes 5 centimeters per second.
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I almost deleted my previous post.
The need to post about deleting a post is something I’m still puzzled about, but it does say something about me.
I’m going crazy, guys.
LOSING MY SANITY HERE!
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I can’t tell how many times I’ve opened the “Add a Text Post” page on tumblr only to have it closed without clicking the “Create Post” button. My mouse would be hovered above the button for days at a time. I countlessly clicked the “Preview” button just to see what It would look like on my blog page. I watched that blinking cursor in that damn post box and wondered if was sufficient, but the words typed never showed up on any dashboard. It remained all in my head, and the red “Cancel” button was pushed.
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… so much to say to you.
I have a lot of thoughts for every one of you.
I have love letters, some hate mail, and spam sandwiches to send,
but I know …
I know how much all the f**** you give.
You know what, I actually don’t know that,
in fact I don’t know sh*t.
I’m just scared.
I’m afraid.
I’m terrified that you won’t understand me.
I’m worried that you will misunderstand my intentions.
Don’t you f***ing dare tell me to not care what other people say,
because
you are not other people; you are you.
I care about you say.
Please understand that you are not one person.
I have a lot thoughts for every single one of you.
I have love letters, some hate mail, and spam sandwiches to send.
If you doubt that this is about you, then this is about you.
If you think this about you, then this is about you.
Do you feel special?
If you don’t, is there a reason not to feel that way?
It’s probably because it’s me, isn’t it.
I know, I know …
How arrogant of me to think that you should feel special because I’m thinking of you.
You don’t know me.
I’m nobody.
To most, I’m non-existent.
For a lot of you, that’s true,
but I hope that will change one day.
For some, you think you know me, but when was the last time you knew me?
I will make sure that will change.
That’s it;
that is my selfishness; I just want you to know me,
and not just know an image you want me to be.
I have love letters, some hate mail, and spam sandwiches to send,
and I will get them to you one or another.
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I almost pushed the red “Cancel” on this one. There were all kinds of thoughts that ran through my head when I was typing this. One of them being that this didn’t really say anything. What was I trying to say? Then I gave myself some lame excuse that one person might get it even though I myself don’t. Isn’t that how this works? Of course not.
You write so someone out there can understand. You write because you want to tell someone something, even when that someone is yourself. That sh*t is obvious, but I can never say what I want to say. So, I write so cryptically that it annoys the hell out of me. If it annoys the sh*t out of me, then it probably annoys my readers, too (not like I have readers [foreveralone.jpeg]).
But even so, I like writing. I like writing to the point I hate it. Maybe that isn’t it. Maybe I just like telling people things but just too afraid to tell them. Then what is it that’s holding me back from saying things straight? Well, the answer is that I don’t know how to do it. What? See, I’m doing it again. Doing what again? I don’t know?! ugh …
What am I trying to say? All I’m trying to say that is that I want something to say. I want to say something! That’s it! I’m just trying to pour my mind out so I don’t go insane. A lake goes nasty when there is no river to pour something into the ocean. I’ve had it with just surfin’ the net and consuming all this pop culture. I don’t want to just watch the world go by.
But, what can I do?! What can I say?! Imagination just give something! SOMETHING!
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…truth be told, I do have a lot of things.
Laziness and Procrastination are the death of me.
It’s easy to ignore reality, but the longer you ignore it the harder it’s going to punch you in the face.
