Ayyy I'm Bobby. You can call me that, Robbie, Rob, any other assorted nickname and only Bobert if you're cute ;) ha. But no Robert's please.(btw; a lot of people in my school call me Robbie which is why a lot of the signs in my scroll box say Robbie and not Bobby.)

I really don't know the meaning of the word friendship. I make too many mistakes. I thrive on being originality. The whispers of the words "...different...weird..." have accumulated around me for the past year; I could drown in my town's secrets. I want to runaway and travel the world. I can't stand narcissism. I spend Sunday afternoons in my local library or at Borders. My shelves are filled with Vampire novels and Harry Potter. The weekdays I waste my life skating and playing guitar. I give the best hugs. I'm not here to please people. I don't care about what you think. I plan on leaving this too small town on Graduation Day, senior year. I want to be happy, but I haven't had that feeling in so long. My family is fucked up in many ways. My life is coming apart at the seams and it seems Sugarloot is the only thing I actually have control over. Other than all this, I'm a pretty nice guy, and love meeting new people.
Bobby&Mands;estJuly,21:2007.