I've been rearranging letters for recreation and recompense since I was 10. there hasn't been any money yet, but I'm keeping the faith.

Tuesday, July 15

I need to rant. But, I don't knwo what to write. I am mentally drained... why oh why was it in my luck to be of Pakistani background? Why couldn't I be somethign else? all this culture and traditions piss me off... I don't even know where to begin.. I am really lost and my brain is actually tred rigth now.. :(

I want to scream!! .. but I know it will be like me screaming into oblivion.