these thoughts are why i have no friends

poem. your friends are not alone you're fucked up in the head you are dead.

how i feel about this test i have to take later....gahhhh. someone save me 

i want to be me when i grow up. i want to be an artist when i grow up, the kind that shows the brilliant world to the blind. i want to be...

what you aren't, perfect. Perfect like the old man down the road. Perfect like the fork in the road. Perfect like the eyeballs st...

Coffee.  Coffee makes me happy Coffee makes me crazy Coffee warms my soul When it knows I am dead.  Black Silk Coffee. ...

my friend anne that I work with brought in this super old book from her childhood.. she's cleaning her house out and moving down Sout...

Don't fuck with my old man, Jones. Old man Jones Has one eye Wishes to die. His family left him His dog kept him He has no ...