| Noose... |
So I have been having a lot of dreams about killing people lately. I don't normally dream like this, but it is all I have been doing recently. I don't like it. It makes me hate myself sometimes...
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I think I would like living in a cave...
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Seattle is coming...
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I can't wait...
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I have fifty-eight cents in my bank account. Fuck.
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Why is it I can scream so loudly, but only when I know nobody is around to hear me?
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I wish I could scream at some people...
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Mine. And that is all I have to say on that subject...
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I am a possessive whore sometimes.
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Well, all the time really...
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I am going to leave now.
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I will be back later.
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Dear Diary,
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Today, I found the meaning of life doesn't matter anyway...