I'm not going to think about what I'm writing or it'll just sound stupid and I'll delete it and never... whatever. I don't know what to say. I'm trying to introduce myself..I'm 21. I have post-traumatic stress disorder from 21 years of every type of abuse and total neglect. Severe ADD. aaaand, you guessed it. Bipolar. Unfortunately, if that wasn't isolating and statistically anomalous enough, my damn IQ is nestled comfortably in territory I like to call "alienation." My MMPI disaffiliation score is literally the highest possible. I try not to but I find people boring, I maintain a desperate hope that at least 1 other person alive can relate. I know I sound pathetic or pretentious and the million other possibilities, but will anyone be my friend?

ha. the idea of a friend sounds wonderful...

I'm crippled by self-analysis and I want to delete this whole thing because of all the inherent problems with it.

I'm a professional actor, model, filmmaker, full-time student, written screenplays & books, singer, musician, stubborn survivor, dancer, lover of things... dreamer... wanderer... explorer, oh, what terrible, mirthful sanguinity!

yet hark! - dawn's inception spins only a maroon twilight in this parodic mobius existence...

I'm so desperate... so tired.