i'm ready to leave. it was nice while it lasted, but its time to move on. this were great while they lasted, but i think i need to get the hell out of dodge and back to my roots.
i get dizzy. just laying in bed and thinking about it. why does it bother me so much. i don't feel loved. i swear if i wasn't such a pussy i'd slit my wrists. maybe i'm suicidal. i kill myself atleast once a week. its weird. i don't wanna die. i'm not ready to die. life is good. but i swear, i kill myself at least once a week.
i'm not a sad person. i'm really not. but this is where i come to be sad. there's so much shit i need to say. but i never will. fuck it. i'm just mad. life is good, i'm just angry on the inside. i'm starting to think that mexicans aren't good for me. maybe the Salvadorian will come to my rescue.
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