Honestly, when I joined here last April, I came here to simply watch videos. It's ironic I guess, the only reason I made this channel in the first place, was so I could comment on a video of some idiot driving a lawnmower into a tree. Time passed, albeit not very long, maybe a week or so I figured out how to change my color, from grey/dark grey, to green. Then eventually, with the help of a few friends, I learned how to add a background. By that time, I had around 10 friends, which to me, at the time was a lot, as it was my first friends list, ever. First time I had ever had an YouTube profile, or anything like that, as far as it goes. Some more time passed, and I had a few subscribers, I thought it was so cool. Well, more time passed, and some people decided to go out of their way to accuse me of unbelieveable things, things I could not even imagine. Sad thing is, a few people believed it. It got straightened out, in the end, but, the attacks hadn't stopped until recently. Over time, around a year I guess, my account reached it's peak, around Novemeber, I guess. Everything was pretty much normal, I guess. Then, some of my friends, some of whom I got along with very well, (it doesnt happen often) blocked me, or stopped talking to me. It hurt a little, but, I'm not usually the kind to dwell on things, so I just simply removed them. I made new friends, as the old ones left, or started hating me. Eventually, because I was still being attacked by some youtube party or another, I just started logging in, less, and less. Well, most of my original friends, had either cussed me out for trying to help them realize they had been brainwashed, and I was trying to help them escape, or, simply believed the rumors. Over the course of 6 months, I lost over 100 friends. For the occasional passerby, or, perhaps even, an old friend, who I havent talked to, who wants to talk, perhaps, know this. What you see before you, is what is left of once was. A hollowed out shell, a body, laying in the middle of an alley on a cold night, slowly bleeding to death. I rarely log in anymore, simply because there are no good memories for me to recall. Eight months ago, there were tons, I was enjoying every moment. Now, every single one of those friends has stopped talking to me, and some ofthem have just believed that I am older than 16, and other things, accusations, far worse. Some of my friends no longer talking to me, was my fault, as I still had friends on here three months ago, but I kept logging in so infrequently, we stopped talking as well. So, for all of those of you who have known me, in real life, know I am unchanged. However, for those of you who knew me, and I had the priveledge to know here, know I am changed forever. I used to be a guy in a good mood, who liked to joke around. Well, unfortunately, that part of me died with this account. To use a simile, this account is like a boat at the docks, which I have cut the tethers, and pushed it out to sea with my foot, empty. What used to be a enjoyable place, where I could always talk to others, is long gone, and now, every friends account I look at, I just see bad memories. Don't bother commenting anymore, I wont reply. I would like to thank the few friends that really stood out, as I used to talk to them the most. 95% of them hate me now, or believed the rumors, but, I don't hate you back. I would like to thank, Steve, Steve, Travis, Sara, Zach, Trevor, Ron, Cobra, Eurl, Ricki, TJ, doubletfarm, and others. You know who you are. For most of you, if you can remember, there was a time, when we all laughed together. We were all good friends at one time or another. Some of you, I still am, but just a select few. I would like to thank all of you, for the good times we had. Of course, it exists now, only in my memory. I wish you all the best in life, and hope all works out as best as it all can. Like I said before, this channel is no longer a channel. It's a dying body, in the street, clinging on to life, waiting for an ambulance that will never come. For those of you who still like me to a degree, let this channel serve as a memory for the good times we had. Nothing more, nothing less. Part of me will miss you all, and part of me is glad I'm typing this, glad it's over.




But in the bowry hangs the memories,
of dreams that still come true....
Everytime I see the spotlights,
I'm one of the chosen few....... -Tar Top (Alabama)