9:55

i'm tired of talking to myself. i'm tired of making up this sad pathetic movie in my head and making myself the antagonist and the protagonist. i dont want to talk to myself anymore, and i dont want to get to the third statement and then ask myself "Mitch, why are you talking to yourself."

it took me half an hour to write more than a line ( Read more... )

i'm not trying to be pushy ( Read more... )

this is probably the worst one

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10:02   -  sad
10:15  -   content 
10:39  -   sad
10:40  -content
10:43   -sad

this is getting to the point where i feel like throwing up
i dont know what's wrong anymore.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fucking bipolar

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the body breaks and the body is fine.
im open to your's and i'm open to mine.

asdrjakwetakwetkasndkgnasdktjrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr if i die before i wake pray the lord my soul to take     rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfxxxx i'm no writer  xxxxreytlksdrjfl;kgjs;dgjsldkfjgslkdjfg  im just a rock in a field  ;sdldfgs
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" " told me a story .
two years young had the skies flying blue.
three years had our buildings in clouds.

broken crow and sick sad dog drink water from the blue river.

broken are the jaws of cats

i dont know what's wrong with me.  i dont know how to describe this ( Read more... )