I haven't said anything. But it is really fucked up.

Have more necrotic flesh than I would like. Yay, cancer!

Something weird is going on in my head. I have a problem with being alone. These thoughts happen when I am alone, these oddities.

I hate when people about whom I care are depressed.

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down.

Long story short, we ended up not making a sex tape.

The last few days are the kind of days I want to look back on fondly & realize how glorious it was to be young & stupid.

I am a lot better actor than I am auditioner. Which shall destroy me forever.

There is something very wrong. I am not going to be able to handle turning 18. Not at all. Just fuck my life. Really. Fuck fuck fuck.

Yea, things are going to be a lot worse for me soon. I guess I'll be moving out, but getting my drivers license is not going to work...

If I lost about five pounds & got on the right medication(s), I would be a really good catch.

What we leave to the next generation is our decaying flesh and worthless currency.

I have the coolest religion ever. Because it is your religion, & everyone else's religion too. And it is only mine.

When people are mean They take the opportunity to try & make me do it. This time I feel like I might listen. This time I might die.

Probably should have taken that antidepressant today.

If my life were a book, it would be called 'as told by a minor character.' Some paper asked me this once. It took me 3 years to figure it out.

I love how ppl like me are so prone to self-medication that websites warn against it. And yet, here I go.

No matter how close we think we are, the distance is so huge that we can't really see each other. There are billions of atoms between us, so much empty space.

Fuck you if you pretend to care just so you can get information from me to fuck with someone else. Fuck you & fuck it.

I'm not sure I understand things anymore. I am starting to feel weird again. I don't like feeling this way.

Oh wait, maybe I didn't. Coolio.

I think I was just broken up with. By a gay guy. Um, fml?

"White ignorance is white bliss" - Andrew (Pheeb) Mullen.

Marijuana lowers your motivation. You want marijuana, but you become too lazy to get it, so you stop smoking it. Marijuana defeats itself!

I could use some good drugs right now. Why does my psychologist always try to make me feel like poo? I should question her choices for once.

I like opening up @ random intervals 2 random ppl, I think it somehow makes things better. Or those ppl just think mean stuff about me. I like 2 think it helps.

I wonder what these crazy dreams mean. And if any of them matter, and what reality really is. But for now, I will just love him & pretend I do not.

I once dreamt I was searching for his house - in a middle class neighborhood that was empty, houses spaced out. I knew it was here, but I didn't know which one.

This time last year we were having fun. There was nothing better to do for them.

People don't realize how mediocre I am. Mostly because I surround myself with mediocre people to make me seem better. My wonderful friends probably see though.

The Latin word for sheath is vagina. The word for sword is gladius. This also means penis. Basically, pone gladium in vagina. Latin is so ftw.

I realized I had low self-esteem when I was surprised that someone accepted my friends request on facebook.

Thank Hashem for Jewish haggling skills. Although, there was no way for me to get the good end of this deal. I did get other things, so things are just dandy.

No matter how profound of a change I feel within me, I know that I will go right back. There is progression within me. But there is also a strong regression.

Dear sun, Not only r u a big ball of fusion, u r a mass murderer that ppl love! I wanna b just like u when I grow up! (only I don't want 2 cause tans.)

I am in love w/ the wrong person. & I keep saying things 2 upset this person. They really care. Which makes it worse. Can't tell any1. & I am a terrible person.

When the delusions got really bad, I went whole days believing that I didn't exist & the people who saw me were crazy.

I don't feel love. I date ppl because they ask. When I see that some1 loves me too much, I break their heart so we both don't live unhappy lives. I know, evil.

When I am supplementing my teaching income by acting in commercials 4 Zanex or herpes meds, the people who joined my facebook fan club page will b disappointed.

I could sure go for a glass of potassium cyanide right now. Ha! Depression & suicide are funny!

I have no one to talk me down. Isn't it a wonderful situation when there is really no person in the world between you and dying horribly?

Be a fucking man. Don't leave me here to rot. Soon maggots will be crawling out my eyes and you will find you never knew me at all.

Well, that was a nice life.

Starting Monday, I go on a 2 week raw diet. I just need to get stuff out of my system. That & I've been gaining weight recently.

Last Exit to Brooklyn by Hubert Selby Jr gets my full approval so far. It is an awesome portrayal of life. Granted, I am only 85 pages into the 304 page book...

Honestly wondering if anything is worth anything anymore. Need to know if anything matters. I apologize for having such a dreary blog.

I am an incredibly clingy person.

The worst punishment in Hell is going to be when they put my soul back in my body. Luckily I don't believe in that stuff.

There's very thin ice between The Darkness and I. And this feels like a major fracture.

Even escaping isn't escaping. That thing people do is just another trap. I genuinely have no escape here. Not suicide, not anything. I am going insane.

My house has really negative energies. I can't be there very long, it affects me too much. I can be anywhere else & be okay. Just not here.