Thoughts...

You can continue to do the same shit, as long as you don't expect anything to change. Don't bark about your life sucking if you never take the actions to change it.

If you do take the action and it doesn't help, then you should just kill yourself. I don't have time to listen to the hitler mustache tattooed on your finger. Maybe take a picture of it under your nose one more time as you are bringing the gun to your fucking head, post that one last picture before you finally do us all a favor and hit the big "purgatory chat room" in the sky.

I don't even cry when people die anymore, I've become so numb to it... used to it. When you've been getting that phone call once a month for about 20 years now, you kinda just learn how to adjust.

My right kidney has been spazzing out for the past few days, I don't think I'm getting enough water.

I saw a cheerleader in best buy and she was so cute I wanted to dropkick her in the back right into the comedy section of the blue rays. I don't want to talk to girls anymore, I just want to kick them really hard when they aren't looking, and run away.

I am getting to the point where I need glasses, I wake up in the morning and it takes a few minutes for shit to get adjusted, there's more sleepy shit than there used to be, and my back always hurts when I get out of bed. Then I go to the sink to brush my teeth, coughing up some grandpa smokers shit that wasn't there last year... but now it's just something that happens every morning now. I'm well on my way to an electronic voicebox. I'll just smoke through the fucking hole in my throat, make a commercial about it, and die in the back bedroom at my Grandmothers house.

Why is it so fucking hard to just be nice...... fuck me for thinking out loud constantly.

The only reason I ever talked to you is because I thought you were easy. I wasn't going to proudly walk you around town on my arm or something, so fuck you for not fucking me... She tells all her friends I tried to fuck her, it was just a weak moment late one night. I knew it was gross when it was happening but I couldn't stop myself, now it's out there for everyone to laugh at. It's ok... I laugh too.

I want to ride a motorcycle just so I can talk about it with real men, maybe watch a football game and yell at a player on the tv by name instead of not having a clue what is going on, feeling like someones stupid blonde girlfriend that's just there so his friends can say "dude she's so fucking hot" when she goes to the bathroom. Then she eventually breaks up with him and fucks one or two of his friends... then there's no more football parties at the house anymore. So I guess it's pointless to watch football. Fucking whores ruin everything.

I don't really enjoy grilled cheese sandwiches, but I eat them anyway... a lot.

I will knowingly leave my phone at the house, but still think it's vibrating in my pocket... knowing it's not in my pocket, I will check anyway. Now I need to get home because someones calling me and I might miss something. I been thinking I would miss something if I left early my whole life, by doing that I missed everything.

Some days I'm going bald, then some days I wake up and I'm not.. it's weird.

I don't understand how people know stuff... I never remember anything.

I don't really watch television anymore... but it's always on, and I'm always staring into it.