NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

DON'T GO AWAY.

PLEASE DON'T.

I have like, 91 friends on facebook.

But how many true friends do I really have? It is a very stupid question which I ask myself repeatedly every day.

Do I really need the constant reassurance? Or am I deluding myself.

Trepidation.

I tread the unknown territory with caution.
I do not want to fear the future, as the future is full of infinite possibilities.

I want to embrace it.


Regardless of its outcome?
Congratulations.
Break a leg.

So much for it....


We'll dress you up, paper doll.

Hello, my name is PeterPants.

And I live in a watermelon under the sea.