I just want to sit down and cry. I wish i had the courage to just slide that knife into my skin and show all those bitches how i really am feeling. dont tell me you love me. dont tell me you know how i feel. dont tell me you understand. cuz you dont know me. You dont know shit! Fuck you! I am on this downward slide to the fucked up part of the world that you hear about in grade school so the teachers can scare you away from ending up like people like me. Well fuck everyone. Nothing is working for me. Perhaps other psychos have some advice for me. I cant sleep at all. I smoke cigarettes, pot and drink as often as possible. I plug sleeping pills. I like experimenting with assorted meds i find around the house. the only thing that is straight is work. but even that is shit. Im gonna kick sawyers ass in a day or two if he keeps talking to me. fuck me