Here I am, just stupid fucked up. On a dinnertrain with isolation. In an eastbay towtruck with penetration. . This is all from my head. It dies and is dead. I am bloated ugly. Big Fat Jelly roll blowfish sucking a cock.Yes Mom, that�s me. I�m Anorexik. Glad you noticed.. Life is so hard. Living is for stiffs. I prefer the nonlife. I want to shift, to run away.I want to shove my toilet and sewer system up your nose so you can have the same shit going thru your brain that i do.Maybe it will help. I doubt it. I doubt you�d care. Doubt youd even notice. Theres nothing you can tell me about myself that I dont allready know. I�m stupid and I�m beautiful and I�m ugly and I�m grand. I know what my problems are and I know yours two. I�m overwhelmingly optimistic and pessimistic all in one. I want to eat the bullet, but I�m allergic to lead. I want to end my life, but I�m allready dead. I dont have time for your human emotions so shut the fuckup and do your own thing.Either eat it or shit it, because I dont have the time. My brain is on fire and I dont have the time. So leave me alone and crawl in your hole. Stop searching for a message, because you wont find one here.Theres millions of answers, but none of them are clear. So Stop pretending and eat all the shit you spew from your ugly mouth. I dont like you and my head feels fucked up.The world is in agony and no one cares, fuckit I dont care anymore.All the punks and the queers coming out for some stupid cause.Veganism is saving the world. yeah, so am I. You call me apathetic, but you cant see through my mask. I care too fucking much. I dont care about the rainforest, I care about the world. Everything has a million sides. I say one thing and mean the other, but Im not lying because I mean it all. A preference is prefrence and belief is belief. Get over it. I have a general disliking for everything I see. I walk in to a place and my head is oatmeal.
Everything turns against me. I want to kill everything around me. Mental illness is a not a disability, Its a personality trait. You put yourself in every situation you are in. You are in control. What a laugh, but it�s true. You can always make it better in some form. Maybe not. For me, Being angry and depressed are ways of life, not symptoms. I embrace them with open arms.
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