Free-flowing dementia
"I think I'm going crazy. I think I'm going insane. I think I have a brain tumor somewhere in my brain."
What the hell have I got to live for?
What have I done?
Why did I choose this path?
What have I begun?
I need drugs. I need a lobotomy. Everyone hates me. They think I'm wierd. They call me the "quiet one". I'm always in my own world. Right now it's in this journal. Thoughts always ranging far and wide in my skull. I'm not good enough. I'm always paranoid that people talk about me behind my back. Am I not friendly enough? Am I that strange? Johanna dreamed about me snapping. I think she's psychic. I know she's right. It's been coming for a long time. I just hope when it does finally happen, I won't hurt anyone, and I end up in that happy place in my own world. Alone. On my own. As always...
What the hell have I got to live for?
What have I done?
Why did I choose this path?
What have I begun?
I need drugs. I need a lobotomy. Everyone hates me. They think I'm wierd. They call me the "quiet one". I'm always in my own world. Right now it's in this journal. Thoughts always ranging far and wide in my skull. I'm not good enough. I'm always paranoid that people talk about me behind my back. Am I not friendly enough? Am I that strange? Johanna dreamed about me snapping. I think she's psychic. I know she's right. It's been coming for a long time. I just hope when it does finally happen, I won't hurt anyone, and I end up in that happy place in my own world. Alone. On my own. As always...