I am B. Thats what my friends call me. I am the saddest, loneliest person in the world at the moment, And I have to take countless pills, every day!

I love the lyrics in this song:
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse!

"I lean against the wind; pretend that I am weightless and in this moment I am happy..."

Layabout, Bad influence on people

Will sort this out when i can be bothered!