Hello November

I've been under wraps, keeping life to myself. But unfortunately for me, things got out. But funny how those things that "got out" isn't even true. Funny how lies just start ykno, just like that. I don't even know when lies start and where it came from. The roots. Ykno. It's weird. All that I know is that, well, I don't lie to myself or to my friends. My friends know me best and maybe even more than I know myself. So all these lowlifes and idiots and stupid pathetic dumbfucks should really really know the meaning of getting a life. Seriously, is my name so delicious that it's in everyone's fucking mouth? Nuff said, I'm tired of wrong assumptions. Have fun, mofos.