Bah-humbug.
I've been thinking that all summer.
?
I'd conceed "self-obsessed" or a similar term
but there's no beauro for it
-And I wont write you a poem until I am good
and ready.-
And suddenly you all care [i'm just looking to find my own entertainment, and sorry Philosophy Group but I've always thought of philosophy as a game, helped non by the puta presence]
I'd talk about myself in the third person if I could, I can imagine how sexy that would make me feel. I live my life like it's golden, certain aspects of my personality make me inpenitrable, my friends just listen to Rap Music and I don't think that I could find many of the records that all the American people like, let alone movies. One time, this guy shouted "we're not american" at me as he got out of his car beside me on the pavement.
That's so dylexic, that sentance, and I can't write in the morning. See, I'm a total massachist. I know that if I started cutting myself my friends would show me like, ZERO sympathy, and this place be just as fuckin bad most of the time and i'm paranoid to hell and back I'd eat any of your muscles you'd offer me I'm quite psychopathic you see.
Aren't we all............
ur-rrh.
oneself is ready reference - good for a chap with a biologically deficient short term memory.
And I don't talk at all like this, about this, in real life, I just let this fucking journal be my therapist (christians have said "the rapist" in my presence. Are you interested? )
S eee
if I ask questions it makes me look sadder and a greater fool when people don't write back.
This is no emotional blackmailing, I'm just enjoying the freedom to talk to myself.
Me: very insecure, very brave, tough as two-by-four with a couple of nails.
mid october and the NHS will be free to give me a hand but until then I have to make my own progress.
Obsessions obsessions I can't be bothered with a sentance I hvae a spliff upstairs why am I writing? Because I was up for a fight, so I went and read the tread, didn't I.
Peace
I mean it.
I'll try and write about other things I promise.
I've been thinking that all summer.
?
I'd conceed "self-obsessed" or a similar term
but there's no beauro for it
-And I wont write you a poem until I am good
and ready.-
And suddenly you all care [i'm just looking to find my own entertainment, and sorry Philosophy Group but I've always thought of philosophy as a game, helped non by the puta presence]
I'd talk about myself in the third person if I could, I can imagine how sexy that would make me feel. I live my life like it's golden, certain aspects of my personality make me inpenitrable, my friends just listen to Rap Music and I don't think that I could find many of the records that all the American people like, let alone movies. One time, this guy shouted "we're not american" at me as he got out of his car beside me on the pavement.
That's so dylexic, that sentance, and I can't write in the morning. See, I'm a total massachist. I know that if I started cutting myself my friends would show me like, ZERO sympathy, and this place be just as fuckin bad most of the time and i'm paranoid to hell and back I'd eat any of your muscles you'd offer me I'm quite psychopathic you see.
Aren't we all............
ur-rrh.
oneself is ready reference - good for a chap with a biologically deficient short term memory.
And I don't talk at all like this, about this, in real life, I just let this fucking journal be my therapist (christians have said "the rapist" in my presence. Are you interested? )
S eee
if I ask questions it makes me look sadder and a greater fool when people don't write back.
This is no emotional blackmailing, I'm just enjoying the freedom to talk to myself.
Me: very insecure, very brave, tough as two-by-four with a couple of nails.
mid october and the NHS will be free to give me a hand but until then I have to make my own progress.
Obsessions obsessions I can't be bothered with a sentance I hvae a spliff upstairs why am I writing? Because I was up for a fight, so I went and read the tread, didn't I.
Peace
I mean it.
I'll try and write about other things I promise.