i've been on the com all day
fun.
i've been trying to entertain myself with bleach
fun.
i'm going crazy with thoughts running round my head.
even more fun.

i just feel so screwed.

no, even sleep isn't enough and then i start wondering how it would be to simply stop existing. no, not die. just stop existing.

and why would you care really?

and you. you're screwing my life even more
then again, it doesn't matter