Nobody could ever love the real me

You know, complaining about it won't help a thing (but ranting does help smooth it out a bit). Yet don't feel that your situation is hopeless, there is an odd...concept that I have come in terms with...which is called "unconditional love." Supposedly most parents (ideal ones at the least) love for you who you are merely because you are "you." I never understood this though, but there is hope in that aspect that people can love irregardless of atrocities and ill characteristics...I wonder about myself sometimes...people accept me as who I am...what the hell?

But of course...like everone else it doesnt hurt to instigate a diverse public apparel.

How ya doing, buddy?