supposing you're actively online and that you have visited this page earlier, you might know what i'm going to talk about having read the title.

i've been lately experiencing a fuss, a *tv static* (yes i said the title go on with the applause !!) that has been already appearing in my life other times, times ago.

"what's this shit about, fag?" yes thank you for asking.. to put simply, my mind's been fuzzy, foggy, whatchamacallit. i feel lost, with no direction. i'm isolating myself again, feelings and thoughts that were already surpassed are coming back, shit like that.

before all this, i was feeling with a clear direction, a clear future.. and it's still there, but it now seems pointless. i dream of isolating myself, becoming a solitary object constantly online and awaiting for calls for help...

help, a thing that has me more addicted than the faps and sniffing gasoline for its smell together, an action that brings me such joy when i do it, but brings me despair when done to me.

people have told me that offering help without asking nothing in return will only lead to people taking advantage of me, but i know deep inside of me that i want to help disregarding consequences of that manner.

many people need help, in many ways, and i want nothing more than to be there, than to be able to solve problems.. and the best part for the "helped" is that i won't accept anything in return. not a single word of thanking, not a single cent, nothing.

asking for something in return of help is disgusting, how can you give something to someone, just for you to take something out of them in return... bullshit. i believe that help should be given to anyone, even those afraid to ask.

if you need help in anything, feel free to reach out to me. you know how to get to me.. you either reach out to me @ the google docs or sign the guestbook, if you happen to know me reach out for me, i won't bite ;3