Yeah great. Life is so awesome. I'm so fuckin happy to just be breathing. To wake up and see the sun..and clouds...and trees.
Fuck all that. I'm fucking dark. I'm fucking evil. I'm not o-fucking-kay.
YOU make me want to grab hold of the nearest blunt object and bash your fucking skull in.
YOU make me want to shave my head and climb onto the highest point I can find and just start picking people off with a sniper rifle.
YOU make me want to start a fight with you. Just so all your homies will jump and allow me to take their fucking life.
YOU make me want to hit a girl.
YOU make me want to tear your skin off and wear it like a fucking vest.
YOU. I'm not who you think I am so fuck off.
YOU obviously want me to die. And at this point I'm not to fucking concerned with doing it myself just to make you happy.
I hate you all. Fuck you. This journal is closed.