Christ Centered Gamer

I'm...not really sure what to say...aside from waxing your truck and being ignored, that doesna sound fun at all. :\ I'm sorry amigo.

Have you considered purchasing khaki slacks and a pullover?

Pretty sure if I looked hard enough I'd find I own both.

Wear them. Instant respect. Or a sweater vest lined with various toys.

Toothaches?

You can keep 'em.

Shaving?

Use a knife.

Why not just use a bit of sharpened wreckage from our ship?

My boat's not wrecked....

/Riddick

People change like pants?

Get Assault on Dark Athena.

Kinda. Human nature makes them predictable though.

My point was that Riddick shaved his head with a piece of ship wreckage. >_>

What is the wall in my head?

It's like the Berlin Wall.

It separates your light and dark, the killer and the healer, your instinct and your logic.

The only way to survive is to tear it down.

Tear it down and eradicate what's on the other side, mayhaps.

So what's going on cappan Stanley?

Eh. Found it's better to simply accept what you are.

What's going on?

I'm tired. Not...physically, so much. Just...tired.

Spend too much time thinking and not enough dealing with crap. I also have almost no friends or even people I trust around me, so that's not helping.

IDK. Just need to go get my passport and head to Canada. Maybe find a goth club and get wasted or something.

Easier to just accept what you are...better remains to be smelled.

Have you considered taking up an instrument and pouring your feelings into it like so much blood?

More...I thought you said "find a golf club and get wasted" for a minute...I did not understand. XD