Hey.

I'm Dylan, but what the fuck do you care?

I'm 18 and I've been at Newfield's for 2 years now.

I'm bipolar and I have a very very short fuse... And I guess I just like to fight.

I get really frustrated with myself a lot, because I'm fucked up for no reason at all. I have a good life and a loving mother, but for some reason I'm just completely messed up in the head. The only not normal thing about me is that I'm gay, and that's my fault, not anyone else's.

I've had my own room here for a while, but I guess I''m supposed to be getting a new roommate...I just hope this one's not a complete freak.

Well whatever I've got shit to do... Bye.