what ursher really meant to say was...
Forgive me father, for I am fucking up.
I don’t know if it’s just a big distraction or something I love.
I can’t stop taking little things what don’t belong to me.
I can’t stop snapping incessantly on defense.
I haven’t truly felt guilt for anything in over 2 years.
I could stop taking downers but I can’t find a reason to.
I don’t spend time with family(excluding my sister)
I hoard money away and lie about how much I have.
I never call her.
I’m drinking far too much.
I actually regret spending money on friends.
I’m chemically reckless and assume it’s justified because I’m alone.
I’m careless with money.
I sometimes wish I were retarded.
I absolutely love to set fires.
Its childish, but I crave attention.
I sometimes wonder about sex with girls whom I know to be married or in relationships.
I can’t stop mentally assessing mistakes made by my parents.
Bad weather makes me happy.
I can easily bare anything to a stranger, but seem like a stranger at home.
I called Martin fat.
I find it a huge bother to reciprocate idle conversation with certain people.
I sometimes visualize violent physical attacks that would generally annihilate a person. Sometimes, I even find it funny.
I don't abflex anymore hardly.
I like her so much I wanna get sick from her.
I’m more afraid of just laying there awake than anything else in the world.
I procrastinate.
& I guess I’m really sorry about it.
I don’t know if it’s just a big distraction or something I love.
I can’t stop taking little things what don’t belong to me.
I can’t stop snapping incessantly on defense.
I haven’t truly felt guilt for anything in over 2 years.
I could stop taking downers but I can’t find a reason to.
I don’t spend time with family(excluding my sister)
I hoard money away and lie about how much I have.
I never call her.
I’m drinking far too much.
I actually regret spending money on friends.
I’m chemically reckless and assume it’s justified because I’m alone.
I’m careless with money.
I sometimes wish I were retarded.
I absolutely love to set fires.
Its childish, but I crave attention.
I sometimes wonder about sex with girls whom I know to be married or in relationships.
I can’t stop mentally assessing mistakes made by my parents.
Bad weather makes me happy.
I can easily bare anything to a stranger, but seem like a stranger at home.
I called Martin fat.
I find it a huge bother to reciprocate idle conversation with certain people.
I sometimes visualize violent physical attacks that would generally annihilate a person. Sometimes, I even find it funny.
I don't abflex anymore hardly.
I like her so much I wanna get sick from her.
I’m more afraid of just laying there awake than anything else in the world.
I procrastinate.
& I guess I’m really sorry about it.