go away. i'm depressed.
ok, i guess i didn't really mean the go away part. i'm interupting my suck thingy because right now i hate life and feel stupid.

still it's hard for someone like me to say "go away"
it has to get pretty far. see, i think me and my kind we aren't entirely sure we exist until someone sees us, and not sure we won't stop existing if they stop watching us.
least, i bet that's how i feel.
but there you go.
i'm tired. i'm not feeling funny or hip or insightful. i'm just feeling my size.

it's still a large universe, and i am still only a small and fuzzy quinn.