The internet flattens me, it shows me on a unidimensional way. Instead of revealing my secrets it hides my entire character and personality.
You don't know what I want from life from what I write here. Sometimes I say I want somethings because I want them, other times because they're shinny or booby and I'm only a young male, other times its just wishfull thinking or daydreaming.
And, above all, you cannot assume you are my closest pal just because you feel you've entered some inner sanctum of my life by reading whats in here.
Capisce? Now go play with the other kids. Daddy's got work to do.