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i don't really like myself anymore. some people seem to like me, but i don't. i used to kind of like myself, but i've changed since then. i used to hate myself like everyone else, you know the story, but i at least respected myself enough in the sense of what kind of person i was. now: i don't know, man. i suck. i like drawing stick people and pretending they're me. it's easy to fix a stick person's problems. all you do is draw a bottle in their hand and x out their eyes. that means they're drunk. hehe, i wish i was a stick person. i could be drunk all the time. and i would never have to wear pants. but then i guess i'd have to change my username to sticks for sale, or something retarded like that. stickpeoplelegs4sale. not quite as eye catching. a bit more frightening, but not as eye catching. have any of you ever thought about the possible advantages of being a stick person? there aren't any stick taxes. traveling is easy. sex would be a breeze. if you found a complicated position you could just pop off a leg or two. also, have you ever really seen a stick person do any work at all? all they do is drink, that's it. i would like to be a stick man.
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