I spend my time watching movies that take too long to find with subtitles, cry over it, then journal endlessly in a style where reality blends with fiction. It's me yet it's not. I antibruit sell movies about lonely outcasts.I try to read - sometimes I get lost in it, and sometimes I quiver trying to get through a sentence. I'm a decent companion though - self deprecating,absurd.I have that one thing going for me.