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Life, truly, is simple. But- and there's always that but- I guess we just can't settle for that. I'm tired, but not sleepy. This never happens. What am I? Confused, frustrated, screwed up in my head?

Angry?

I was told, once, by someone, that I am mature, because I have the ability to let things- that which truly does not matter- slide. I'm not supposed to worry about all this high school drama. Because, yeah, all this stuff? Not gonna matter not too long from now. I thought I was the kind of guy who was immune to these things, to just let them be simple.

Bah.

So much for that. I'm drained. I confuse myself. It's frustrating to know that what I'm afraid of, what I'm convincing myself of, what I am petrified is going to happen to me, it's frustrating to know that I don't need to be afraid, even though I am.

Self-awareness is not the road to peace. Because I'm one of the most self-aware people I know. And it just doesn't help.

I do things, I think things, I don't understand. I blame it on myself. Is it all my fault? All of it? Probably not. But I have to ask myself. "Self," I says, "What is your problem? Do you have to invite problems into your life?"

Note, here, that I speak not of actual problems, like failing math class or facing torture and death at the hands of a domination-sadistic madman, which offer me surprisingly little stress and/or angst. I speak only of social problems, problems interacting with the people I know and love.

I'm angry. I don't know what to say. And when I do my best to say it, I'm pretty sure I screwed it up. Sometimes, people just don't listen. Sometimes, people just don't care.

I'm in love. But I lack the confidence to believe that anyone could love me back. I constantly am afraid that someone will steal her away, and in my mind, it's driving a wedge between me and my (male) friends. Why do I do this? I believe her when she tells me not to worry. I believe in and trust my friends. Why am I so afraid?

Because, I'm not as mature as I thought. I'm a little boy on a swing set, crying for his mommy because he doesn't know how to stop.

Hush, little baby, don't you cry, momma's gonna give you eternal life*BLAM*

yea i didn't write this, but it pretty much sums it up

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very High
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid Personality Disorder:	Moderate
Schizoid Personality Disorder:	Moderate
Schizotypal Personality Disorder:	Very High
Antisocial Personality Disorder:	Low
Borderline Personality Disorder:	Very High
Histrionic Personality Disorder:	Moderate
Narcissistic Personality Disorder:	Low
Avoidant Personality Disorder:	Very High
Dependent Personality Disorder:	High
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:	High
-- Take the Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Info --

Sweet, i really thought i was goin to be lara croft though...

You scored as Batman, the Dark Knight. As the Dark Knight of Gotham, Batman is a vigilante who deals out his own brand of justice to the criminals and corrupt of the city. He follows his own code and is often misunderstood. He has few friends or allies, but finds comfort in his cause. Batman "The Dark Night" 75

Took this like 2 days ago, and it said i was a loner/stoner, guess i'm doin better

You scored as Loner. Loner 94