I don’t want my mom to call me a bitch anymore.  Beneath my soul, you were all I really ever knew.  I am not amused by regular humor.  The ability to see through people, is surreal.  I love that feeling of the  growling when I’m starving.  I can’t deny that I do not eat a lot.  I’m just playing this game with myself…….The best Moment I had was at Disneyland on Space Mountain.  Each day gets thinner, and lonelier too.  I get in trouble a lot, but I keep doing the same things over and over, knowing I’m going to get in trouble again anyway.  I really don’t care cuz life is short and my life sucks and I’m gonna fucking die anyway.  

I smoke I smoke I smoke to get so stoned.  I hate remembering the past.  So I get so stoned.  Then shit! I start thinking about the past.  And I get so lonely.  I feel like I’m the only one on this planet, that will ever know me.    There’s no other way to let out this dreadful feeling, but to cut and let it bleed out.  music was the answer to my pain.