The Third World

know what sucks?
I want to type about this, but at the same time... I really can't.
meh.
i dont care at this very moment.

It's a fucking Scandal, right? Scandal. Wah. Where did it come from? where? I can only say it came from this Third World of mine, one I've just found, and i'm getting used to. Maybe i shouldn't get used to it, maybe I should just leave it now... but it's kind of nice. it shouldn't be. it's wrong. it could be right. it's getting better. but thats just for us. no one else. just us. and that makes it hard. it's hard because I can't talk about this to family, and most people. i can't explain this. I have to watch my back.
and that makes it hard.
the rest of the time?
I like it. I like it a lot. I'm enjoying this time.
it's just hard, sometimes, taking myself out of my body and really looking at this, and seeing what other people would see. it doesn't look good. it's a Scandal.
but, man, I like it. what can I say? it's too early to really say anything about it. I'm going to give this some time to develop, if it does. if not, thats great. if it does, well... we'll see what happens, right?

we'll have to wait and see if this world works itself into my life well, like the other two.




ps:
I play Angus the Nobleman in Macbeth. i'm telling Angai tomorrow about it, since it's that funny.
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