i don't know whether to be angry, sad, confused, or just not care anymore.

uh well.

fuck my life....

fuck my life.

i've come to the point where i've realized that life is just so fucking stupid and goddamn gay that i would rather not care so fucking much about all the problems and shit that happens everyday. the stress is so not fucking worth it. i'd rather just live in the moment and enjoy myself before my time comes and i can say that i did what i fucking wanted.

the world can suck a dick.

i miss you. even if you don't hear or remember anymore...

i just don't want you to hate me for what i've become.

im so tired..

im so fucking tired. and i haven't even done anything remotely productive in weeks...

still no job. haven't done any artwork. and in a really terrible fucking mood.

at least i have carroll to look forward to.

...

life is worth living. i swear.

kiwi

we might get her.

that was the final bitch fit.

i've had enough of this shit for the last time.

im going to be happy. and im going to enjoy myself. even if it kills me.

fucking there. motherfucker.

im deteriorating. this is not fun.

my mind is in a constant state of confusion.

i want to be intelligent but im still doing this stupid shit.

i want to feel like im getting somewhere but in the back of my head i feel like im ignoring whats important.

if it really is important or just infatuation i don't know.

im so fucking furious at my stupidity. 

i want to punch myself in the head until my fist goes through it.

fffffffffffffffaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

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