A/N: I am sorry to say, but I think this is going to be a disappointingly short first chapter. But I want to get it down so I can give myself a foothold, and once I'm done with finals (they occur next week), I'll be sure to finish this.

Less Than Known

By Cradlerobber Speedo-kun

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

Or, so I'd say if someone was in my head, listening to all of this. I'm fucked up, but not fucked up enough to think someone can read my mind. I'm not some stupid shit. But I'll still tell this as if someone is listening (which I know isn't true at all), and if someone is listening, do just that. Don't even say anything to me. I don't give a f if you think I'm some friggin' weirdo. Like I said, I already know I'm fucked up.

But if someone is listening, maybe for once the goody-two shoes won't be the only ones who get to give their side to the story.