i strain to hear what u just said. the thoughts that race are not mine. the thoughts are not real. but emotions are. i cannot
help butsee the wrong in everything. i cannot help but laugh when somehting dies or breaks. the uselessness of everythiung
complicated fascinates me. "but im a creep. im a weirdo. what the hell am i doing hee? i dont belong here. i wanna have
control. i want a perfect body. i wqant a perfect soul. i wish i was special. ur so fucking special."* marijuana does
nothign but help me escape the pain. escape. run away. fear is fuck everything and run. that all i know. it seems my life
is slipping away. i canmnot wait to sleep forever. i cannot wait to close my eyes. i feel ur pain inside my veins. i live
off ur sorrow. a fucking vampire. i take what is urs.
