:yawn::
Every little thing now a days can set me off. . . I hate it. . . It's like I have no control over myself. I'm seriously on the breaking point. But you see. . . when I talk to someone face to face or voice to voice I seem able to control myself a little bit more than online. Way more. Right now I'm sitting here, praying my computer will last long enough for me to finish this entry.
My computer is about to go I'm afraid. CHanging different colors and screen jumping the going blank for 30 minutes - 1 hour at a time. You see, right now I can't tell you what I'm typing, just praying I'm good enough typist to do this without having a screen. It just went black again. Looks like my computer turned off. I checked all my connections and checked for a virus and found none.
Okay screen back up. . . can I die now?? I find almost no reason to put myself through the torture of living. Unlike my friends who love life though hate it. I have no care for it what so ever. Only thing here for me is my friends and the fact that I enjoy them around way too much is the only factor of my being still typing in this thing right now. . .
You see I'm just the living dead. . . Dead to the world. . . Dead to myself. . Dead to the holy fuck upstairs who banned me to these fiery depths. -Ty (me) -
Well I better go now. . . before my computer stops working completely. Chris, Spike, Kyle. . . thanx. Cya in anouther lifetime my precious.
My computer is about to go I'm afraid. CHanging different colors and screen jumping the going blank for 30 minutes - 1 hour at a time. You see, right now I can't tell you what I'm typing, just praying I'm good enough typist to do this without having a screen. It just went black again. Looks like my computer turned off. I checked all my connections and checked for a virus and found none.
Okay screen back up. . . can I die now?? I find almost no reason to put myself through the torture of living. Unlike my friends who love life though hate it. I have no care for it what so ever. Only thing here for me is my friends and the fact that I enjoy them around way too much is the only factor of my being still typing in this thing right now. . .
You see I'm just the living dead. . . Dead to the world. . . Dead to myself. . Dead to the holy fuck upstairs who banned me to these fiery depths. -Ty (me) -
Well I better go now. . . before my computer stops working completely. Chris, Spike, Kyle. . . thanx. Cya in anouther lifetime my precious.