a deviant misunderstood by most, underestimated by all. Dissatisfied and discontent with my life/existence yet lacking the motivation to change it as not caring enough that I'm miserable and that any attempts to change will either fail or make it even more unbearable. Have always had a small number of friends and tend to even keep them at arms length, though as of late I lose them faster than I can make. Doesn't help that I keep to myself and not let most into my life, keeping it private. My attitude tends to rub most if not all, eventually, the wrong way and my mentality and personality make living with even myself a choir at times even for myself. sigh, i just don't know or care much these days.
