To be named or not to be named?

That, is my question.

What to go by now? Jare and Lib went so well together, but we both were like "meh" after a while. So Jare gets his way, and myself, my own (or something like that - we never actually talked about it)

Libby was (I mean), is, a nickname of a nickname (if that makes sense). But I'm not sure if I want to keep it. At the moment, I am cleverly titled as "noclue" (yep, just chugging away at all those brain cells!). Any ideas? Maybe I'll just go my my real name, it's not a secret or anything like that... (I don't like it though - so boring =P


Don't you just love my profile pic!?

So, also. I would like to know if anyone does, in fact, read this {pathetic} blog. Anyone? If so, what do you want to see here? Quotes? My attempts at art? Stories? I'm clueless... er. Or just delete the whole thing?

Now, I'm going to end this short post (before I add any more commas or question marks to it), and the only thing left unsaid is:
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This is my hand, used as a paint sampler.