People change to much and often.
And it like, wicked blows.
I have issues and I probably belong,
in a little white padded room,
with a snuggly jacket,
that makes me hug myself.
Haha, I never hug people/get hugged.
I don't like people touching me.
Half the time I spaz out if they do.
Sort of.
Like in the morning if my parents poke me,
to try and wake me up,
I spaz out plus get pissy because I was sleeping. But if they do other times I spaz out too so yea.
It's just probably because of past times in life.
That fucking are so damned annoying and just yea.
And some days, I just can't avoid that house.
And I hear that name like
321685794856462154984654 x 1321698794654165 times.
And I get really pissed or upset whatever.
And feel like hunting that person down and beating the shit out of them.
And also just other things that involve not that but different things and just yea.
I'll shut up now I've already said too much.
Stupid fucking gayass life I shouldn't bother being here anymore.
Shouldn't have been here in the first place, the things that were supposed to be wrong with me should have been and maybe I wouldn't be here right now. -_-
Yea. Kthnxxbye, I'll stop mumbling on and be quiet like people want.
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