rLobster's Journal: unknown

I don't know what to expect here. It's like fantasy, my favorite fictional construct. Taken different ways. Some take it at face value as fantasy, others feel the feeling intended beneath the verses. I find few who see both. There will be someone someday.

Please, everyone, forgive me for my dulled preceptions of people. I don't notice everything. I am stupid and slow in that reguard. It comes from many of the same things that people always blame things on. yeah...um...I am afraid and paranoid and I think you hate me. I'll write you a song and a poem and work on secret projects that you deserve, wether or not they are taken with emotion. hmm...I enter the unknown crypt to face the unknown.