i live in a bubble, a bubble constantly poked and proded by annoying outsiders. annoying oustiders with drugs and guns and sex and alchohol and such. I grew up under my parent's protection and there i remain. i am perfectly happy living in this self created bubble where i leave reality alone at it doesn't often bother me. my friends all have bubbles simular to mine even if brought on by different situations. we all prefer to see the world as a happy place with nice people. we discuss outside happenings such as highschool parties. while never actually experiencing them. for now.. i am content with my cacoon. but some day i will leave it. some day my bubble shall get popped and i will experience life. for now.. highschool seems safer inside here.
