It's May, 18, 2011. A typical Wednesday, nothing too important occuring in the life of a 13-year-old posing as a 20-year-old with a fake last name on deviantart. I hate having the restricitons needing to be "18 or older" (don't worry though dearest veiwers, I'm not a pervert). I guess to be all poetic and creepy, you could say it "expresses my inner feelings and wishes against being tied down". Regardless, not like anyone who happens to be browsing others' profiles would stumble upon this glorified blank page and feel the need to read of my daily life, yet I thought it would be a kind gesture (to whoever it may endear) to write down an entry,