I haven't written in a long time because i just never thought there was anything worth writing...   I still don't but i still have people that call me their friend out there  so im feelin a little bit obligated to not drop from the face of the planet...  Well here goes...  I'm sick.  Sick of being nice to people who dont deserve, sick of taking in insults and giving back compliments, I'm sick of taking a bullet for someone who'd shot me in the back, and you know what sickens me the most...

Is that I'll still be that guy...  I'll still hang out with you at lunch when your friend is at home sick,  I'll still be the one that tells you that you have hidden potential, when you feel worthless (and its the truth you do have hidden potential),  I'll still be the one that gives you a hug when your heart is shattered, I'll still be the one thats got yo back in a fight.  What do I get in exchange you ask? absolutely positively diddly squat.  Why do I do what i do then...  If you know tell me, if not ill get back to you...  Until next time my peoples on the other side of the screen keep it ill on the real ya'll.

My Weapon:           My Success

My Shield:              My Indifference

My Skills:               My Determination

My Power:             My Heart

My Motivation:        VENGENCE!!

-SUPER SHADOW