dont read this either.
nightmares. and whores. and stupid. and your so fucking stupid. and you bitch (but its hard to say). and shaking shaking shaking. and brain kinda weird. and things are like a tornado. cant really hold on to stuff too well. but i suppose its all gotta stop sometime. but well mum said i was insane today (oh and bitch and stupid). but you call me whore like its my true name. and its all still in my brain. im even cleaning cobwebs in my sleep. in hotel rooms. trying to wath over you while you sleep. spiders. everywhere in fact (they wont leave me alone). and stupidity is like a disease (and epidemic actually). sleep sucks cause nightmare are too real and i cant figure out whats actually happening and what isn't. i have to ask people and they just think im nuts. are they right? hm. this probably isn't healthy to read, but im probably going to hit that grey update journal thing anyways, cause that what i do when i have no where else to put these explosions. (and the must be put somewhere it seems)