And then it happened. My sexual debut. Nothing special..
I guess it just gave me something new to worry about.
I don't know.. Right in this very moment, I don't know anything.

My friend.. Enitsrik. Tells me, that I have become boring.
Oh.. She was joking. A little bit.. Lol. But maybe I have?
I think I've become more mature.. In a way?
Or maybe I worry too much about what people may think of me..

I don't live for myself. That's for sure.
And now I don't know what to write..
I'm not that exciting.

I'm not a happy person. I don't think I can find love. And in case I find it, it's not gonna make me happy. Because I can never be happy. I can never be pleased.
Is there such a thing as love?
Deep thoughts and tetris. What a combination.

Peace out!