As A Child, I Wanted To Be

It Was One Of Those Days When Every Time I Went To Go Out The Door, Something Grabbed Me In The Back Of The Brain And Said, Lie Down And Masturbate One More Time.

Mostly I Have To Try To Censor Myself So As Not To Write Things That Will Hurt Other People, Or That Will Go Too Far.

Unfortunately, I'm One Of Those Idiots Who Knows Everything About Health And Is In A Constant State Of Alarm, And Yet I Continue To Do Everything I Shouldn't Do.

Mostly I Have To Try To Censor Myself So As Not To Write Things That Will Hurt Other People, Or That Will Go Too Far.

I Didn't Think I Was In A Morbid Mood, But It Appears I Am. My Mind Goes Round And Round Trying To Figure Things Out, But I Always Come Back To The Same Two Things: Loneliness And Death. Life Ends Before We Figure Anything Out, Most Importantly How Not To Be Lonely. Solitude Is Fine. But Feeling Like You Have No One To Love - Abject Lonliness - Is Not Alright.