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.