Dark Side Pull

Welcome to the dark side... I've been exploring Imvumafias for a while now and despite my initial reaction to the site, I've found that I'm drawn in deeper with every passing day.

Digging through the tutorial forums is like searching for a diamond in the ruff. There is so much useful information, most of which is difficult for me to understand with my limited knowledge of computers... but then I find those articles that seem to radiate with untapped knowledge.

My first trek through the garden of knowledge known as the forums section was a bit daunting at first. Staring at the words on my screen, I found myself pouting and cursing my ignorance. VPN? No clue what that was. So much technical jargon, my head began to pulse and I thought with a sigh of resignation that I was far too ignorant to ever make use of the information in the forums.

I suppose, my saving grace is the fact that I'm...

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Anyone who have thier opinion on this subject i'd like to hear about it. I want to know if im just weird playing such games to run away from real life
or people have some other intrest in playing such games
Feel free to share it here i think it'll be kind of intresting subject

Also be free to say your opinion about Virtual Reality being good or bad thing for people.

Tired of my emotions being sucked up dry
Thoughts of failure run through my head
A slave to this feeling called anger that I dread.
Wishing I could just pretend that I'm OK
but this grip is set a little too tight revealing grey.
A faceless demon in command to torture
my mind within grasp of his foolish nurture.
Make this time be true
Let it be real I hope you get the clue
without the touch of evil my life is tuned
It won't come back and it won't intrude
Wont let it break, the string that's tied
I trust my own feelings, with nothing to hide
No more am I empty, you fill me with charm
allowing myself to commit, if not mutual, I wont be harmed
Don't be fooled, you are my ambition
something as quick as this, so exact, please listen..
Triggered by your smile, opens everything inside
when I'm down, you pull me up and make me feel alive.

[align=left] I never thought that I would want to post my thought into a blog. I usually find a very old book/notebook whatever, write in it for a couple of days then lose it and find a new one after that. On and on. Maybe this way I won't lose anything. I don't really much mind if someone actually reads this. [ that would be a first ]

Though I cannot guarantee the sanity of those words. Some will be written in anger, some in sadness, some in happiness, while actually believing. [as we all probably do].

It's been a while since I quit my presence in all those scandals and my school. Nowadays I don't pretty much care if Y gets into a fight with X unless I get a part of it. I've finally realized I can't wait to graduate high school and leave behind all those incompetent muggles. Staring behind a wall of glass if quite helping; it keeps me sane after my unsuccessful and terrible thoughts of suicide.

But now...[/align]

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