Just.leg^it

Shaft has a sick affiliation with time travel, and they are so good at it. Puella Magi Madoka Magica and Stein’s Gate. Both so incredibly beast anime.

Every time i watch an epic anime, I get cravings for more epic anime that don’t exist… Withdrawal symptoms on the rise.

omg I never knew, watching teeth brushing could be so erotic and arousing.

Bless Nisemonogatari.

Often said is something; usually a person, or an object maybe even an event. Something is keeping me sane.

At this particular moment I think my mind is becoming mush. I have no idea what is going on anymore. Is that meant to happen? Is it because my passions are few and far in between? Is living each day one at a time so bad?

As of now, the thing keeping me sane is my music collection, cliche; yes. But there exists so many occasions where it’s completely true. The music stops me from thinking, regretting, dreading and the like.

cut.

Recently, I made a strange and awkward discovery about myself. It has consumed my mind for awhile now.

The reason why i’ve been thinking about it so much is due to it being an integral part of who I am. Likely a means of identification of myself if anything. My obscurity shocked even me when I finally realized the kind of person I really am. Most people must have these kind of skeletons in their closet right? Although probably more typical more widely accepted sides of themselves. I was at a party last night and I was told I should blog more as it gives an insight to who I am. I suppose this blog has been as would be perceived. More relevant though; is the release it gives me to write stuff down. Put feelings into words solidify them and perhaps gain a more enlightened perspective. 3 words, just 3 words could change the way people see me and think of me forever. You’d never guess and I’d never tell because that’s what it is; being accepted by society I guess is just that important to me.

These words aren’t some cliche’ ‘i love you’ or something along these lines. These 3 words DEFINE me or rather an aspect of me that… Well given how strange I am; people accepting me for these things isn’t so farfetched as I may be portraying.

It has also been confirmed that I’m not gay. A relief of sorts… Not really. I still cling on to the fact that I’m a really feminine guy and am somewhat proud of it? For lack of more fitting words. The reason for such being it in a way sets me apart from the rest. As much as I want to fit in, the fact that the person standing next to me most likely *trying to think of a nice way to say this next bit but 2:50am syndrome not helping* VERY DIFFERENT to me helps me sleep better at night.

That has helped somewhat my clouded mind. Time to rest my eyes.

Good night.

88

(an Asian* way of saying bye bye. Bye bye = BB = 88)

* = don’t quote me on this

onnanoko tte tsuyoi ne.
dakedo tokidoki yowai ne.