Don’t take me seriously
January 17, 2011 § 1 Comment
Dear therapist at ***** I really need to talk to because i’m depressed,
I need to tell you that I love this swirly numb feeling and death and ***. That is all i Love. Add to that, catz, my mom dad, **** and ****. It makes me that sad that I need to become like **** and ****, engaged with a full time job. I won’t ever be like them, which makes me sad. Ill just be this nonexistant hippie who no one understands because of the fact that she enjoys peeing and pooping outside.