I've been wondering what life would be like if I was to leave?.... ya know ... like who would care... who would show up to my funeral if I died.. or who would cry for help if they found me laying in my own blood with a razor blade in my hand?.... who would really care? Who would really sit and think I loved her why'd she have to do that? Its crazy to step back from the world and take a look of your life and the shit thats envolved... I dont know what my problem is but somewhere inside of my body inside of my head theres a dark place.. a really dark and derranged side of me that sometimes trys to escape but only on an occassion succeeds. I guess thats why I am considered to be a Psychotic person?... Humm I dont know.. maybe their right... hehehehe... I'm fucked.