Shhhhh! I'm trying to hear you think!
Yeah...I know. Wow. I'm typing...about me...and not about my poetry! Gasp and shock. Okay...so, what to say. I am getting Latin back. Competition soon. Oh, and I think I'm going insane.
What else is new, right?
So, let me ramble for a bit. I heard something today. A random sound. Thought it was on the CD I was klistening to, but when I went back to check...it wasn't. Is this what it's like to go insane? It was a small thing, not even a voice like the other times. Just a sound.
And sleep has been terrible. I can't get to sleep, so I stare, and I'm so very tired. I feel as though I'm complaining. I don't want to complain. That isn't the purpose of writing this or anything. I don't know what the purpose is, but...
But my God...This is insomnia, my friends! Always tired, partially asleep. You feel like a zombie. And the cold doesn't help. I always sleep fitfully whenever I can't breathe (gee, I wonder why?), and I have a fever. I'm always doubly tired when I'm feverish.
Evil, morbid thoughts have been creeping in. Random moments when I'll see a sharp pair of scissors in my blue eye, red, red blood gushing out around it. A burn on my arm, a cut....the list goes on and on.
Dreams....I haven't been remembering many lately. Usually I remember at least a major part. But of the last one...I was being taught, that was it. Being taught by someone, a guy, who was very wise. And I respected them. For some reason, I also think they were tall.
Oh well, hazy there. Everyone is tall compared to me.
Funny, didn't realize how off I was 'til I started typing. Sudfdenly I hit the wrong keys, and I feel strange....dizzy.
I think I need help.
No word yet from the head-doctors. Might be soon. DDon't know whether to be happy or scared.
I need mediaction.
Had another breakdown. In the car. My mom didn't even notice. Ha ha! Funny, sad-funny? Happyfunny? I don't know...I'm not thinking clearly.
My thoughts spin round and round! Step right up, folks! See the amazing crazy-chick!
Oooh, look, a pony. Don't ask.
The breakdown was today. I nearly missed my bus. I had one yesterday, too...Did miss my bus. She was upset. Sorry, Mommy. Sorry.
Gee, Golly gee. This is not me at my best. Cold, with a cold, stuffy, hard to hear like this, can't really talk, just miserable.
I'll live. At least I'm not having coughing fits. If it never gets like that again, I'll be happy. Nearly happened earlier this year, but I prevailed!
Rape me....rape me, my friends....Yeah... Ha ha haahahahahaaa!
I feel like a regular wack-job. Nutso!
No, you can't touch me. No, I don't like you. God, leave me alone. Yuck. No, no thanks. Gross. Oh God OHGodOhGod.
Hahahahahaa! I don't like semen- I get seasick. Stupid.
My nose is gonna bleed. Dry in here. Keep blowing the dang thing.
Red, strange. Blood on a paper towel seems so thin, so pale. Washed out.
Valete......
What else is new, right?
So, let me ramble for a bit. I heard something today. A random sound. Thought it was on the CD I was klistening to, but when I went back to check...it wasn't. Is this what it's like to go insane? It was a small thing, not even a voice like the other times. Just a sound.
And sleep has been terrible. I can't get to sleep, so I stare, and I'm so very tired. I feel as though I'm complaining. I don't want to complain. That isn't the purpose of writing this or anything. I don't know what the purpose is, but...
But my God...This is insomnia, my friends! Always tired, partially asleep. You feel like a zombie. And the cold doesn't help. I always sleep fitfully whenever I can't breathe (gee, I wonder why?), and I have a fever. I'm always doubly tired when I'm feverish.
Evil, morbid thoughts have been creeping in. Random moments when I'll see a sharp pair of scissors in my blue eye, red, red blood gushing out around it. A burn on my arm, a cut....the list goes on and on.
Dreams....I haven't been remembering many lately. Usually I remember at least a major part. But of the last one...I was being taught, that was it. Being taught by someone, a guy, who was very wise. And I respected them. For some reason, I also think they were tall.
Oh well, hazy there. Everyone is tall compared to me.
Funny, didn't realize how off I was 'til I started typing. Sudfdenly I hit the wrong keys, and I feel strange....dizzy.
I think I need help.
No word yet from the head-doctors. Might be soon. DDon't know whether to be happy or scared.
I need mediaction.
Had another breakdown. In the car. My mom didn't even notice. Ha ha! Funny, sad-funny? Happyfunny? I don't know...I'm not thinking clearly.
My thoughts spin round and round! Step right up, folks! See the amazing crazy-chick!
Oooh, look, a pony. Don't ask.
The breakdown was today. I nearly missed my bus. I had one yesterday, too...Did miss my bus. She was upset. Sorry, Mommy. Sorry.
Gee, Golly gee. This is not me at my best. Cold, with a cold, stuffy, hard to hear like this, can't really talk, just miserable.
I'll live. At least I'm not having coughing fits. If it never gets like that again, I'll be happy. Nearly happened earlier this year, but I prevailed!
Rape me....rape me, my friends....Yeah... Ha ha haahahahahaaa!
I feel like a regular wack-job. Nutso!
No, you can't touch me. No, I don't like you. God, leave me alone. Yuck. No, no thanks. Gross. Oh God OHGodOhGod.
Hahahahahaa! I don't like semen- I get seasick. Stupid.
My nose is gonna bleed. Dry in here. Keep blowing the dang thing.
Red, strange. Blood on a paper towel seems so thin, so pale. Washed out.
Valete......