[WhySoSerious?]

I'm afraid of going to hell. It's become an obsession. And I'm an Atheist.

It's easier for me to get close to people on line, because I can backspace anything I say that's stupid before ever hitting "enter".

I act like I don't care what people think. But deep down I need them to accept me.

I'm a compulsive liar. My list of secrets is endless, and I can't even name half of them. I've been lying since I could talk, and I know I can't stop. I figure it's too late anyways. And I've lied to you many times as well. I wish I could tell you all the things I've said which aren't true. I feel ready. But you would run from me so fast that I wouldn't even be able to say sorry.

People say I'm intelligent, but I still worry that I'm not smart enough, even though I know I could be on the honour roll if I ever attended or studied for my classes. Though I still jump at the chance to out-do my honour-roll friends. And I hate them every time they get their report cards.