Moshi Moshi,
Let's start with, I am in college now, I wish I had just left North America instead. But, I can't exactly, i hate not having enough money, and apparently people simply hate me, for reasons unknown. I fail at finding jobs, and being understood. I have yet to find someone who understands my logic and relates to me. Oh well, I gave up on the world quite a while ago. My ambitions and goals usually aren't very high, because it seems no matter how low they are someone always comes and disappoints me to the point of no return. I haven't been in many relationships, I can even count them all on my hand. I hate when guys tell me they love me. The meaning in the phrase is completely lost to me. I generally end up giving people advice, not sure why they trust my opinion so much. I tend to turn into a hermit. It's rare that I'll be seen in the outside world two days in a row. I'd rather sit around playing guitar, when I'm not by a guitar I tend to miss it more than most of my friends. My friends aren't always reliable, quite frankly they never are. I was a loner for so long and still am a bit of one, so I don't need my friends as much as they seem to need me. Sad to admit, but true. It seems recently my life has been falling apart and no I'm not being dramatic. I try desperately to ignore the chaos and just listen to music or some other time consuming thing. I like my name and don't really care if you know it or use it. Over the years, it's come to my attention that in my bit of the world every guy named Bryan is either an oddball or simply can't be trusted. I've always had more guy friends than girls. I don't know if anyone will ever read all of that. But, if you have then kudos to you.
The only thing I have left to you is...
don't judge me,
because you don't know me.

~Julia


Question of life I want to be answered:
What is the obsession with dreadlocks? Why do fake dreadlocks exist? It's dirty and unhealthy. It this all Tokio Hotel's fault?