Wow.

Has it really been two years since my last visit to this site?

I used to come on here daily, often just to lurk about and chat. This site helped me through a really rough time in my life… I found this site way-back-when, back when I was suffering from severe depression and thought I was the only one in the universe who was addicted to their own daydreams. This site, and the knowledge that others out there went through the same…

So, I'm going to get straight to the point with this blog post. I know from talking to a few of you, and from lurking other posts, that a lot of you are just as 'socially awkward' as I am. We aren't the outgoing extroverts that society wants us to be.

Truthfully, I believe being an introverted and shy guy or gal has its advantages. But easily making friends isn't one of them.

For over a month now, I have been trying to make friends at my new…

Um... Hey,

It's been a while since I've been on this site. A lot of you probably don't even know who I am. I'm Lizzie... A few months ago, I spent a lot of time lurking this site. I had just found out that my living nightmare had a name, MD, and reading the blogs and posts of others helped me understand that I was not alone. I wanted to talk to everyone, and post regular blogs and comments. Yet, life got in the way.

A lot has changed for me…

So, I once again have fifteen minutes before class, and rather then die of boredom, I have decided to write about life. Not life in general, because that subject would be much to broad, but more specifically the recent events within my life, and all the wonderful lessons I have learned.

To sum it all up, without boring you, over the past few weeks I have aced tests, failed tests, had several panic attacks, and cried of joy. I have lost a competition, and been bullied to the…

                Inspiration. I’m constantly asked “What inspires you to write?”, whether it is by an online quiz or an actual person. I am then expected to answer the question in one to two sentences, no more or no less. This question then leaves me staring at my interviewer, open-mouthed and distant, for at least several moments. No, it is not because I have no inspiration… It is because I seem to have too much.

                I am inspired the moment I wake up in the morning, by…

Well, I'm supposed to be studying... but I don't have my materials... again. So here it goes, SHORT BLOG POST STYLE!

I'm going to use the next few minutes to tell you about a few of my daydream characters, because I have nothing better to do. I'd also like to hear about some of yours, if you feel like sharing!

Please excuse my spelling and grammar. I'm going to make this a very informal blog post... This will not occur very often, I…

    I watched a man cry the other day. I watched his head drop, and the tears roll down his face. I watched as his body trembled, and his breathing grew hard. I watched him, like he was a movie and I was the audience.

    This all happened as I waited for a ride home, outside of the public library connected to my school. I had just gotten out of a tough lab, and was ready to go home and start on all of the papers I had due the next day.

    As I walked to my normal place of sitting…

Well, hello everyone on this site. I’m new here, and I would like to introduce myself. So, here it goes…



I want to start by saying I’ve been lurking around this site for several months now, without having the courage to make an account. My name is Elizabeth, also known as Lizzie or Liz, and I’m a seventeen-year-old high school/college student. I enjoy listening to power pop, drinking tea, writing in fancy journals, and daydreaming.



Oh, I love daydreaming. I often rush home…