It’s a funny thing how my mind works. One thing may cross my mind, or someone may say something that upsets me and it ruins my entire mood. Everything goes to shit. I over think everything all day everyday. Once I get upset there is nothing stopping me from getting overly depressed because my mind hates me. It ties every depressing thing that has happened in my life time together. All I can think about are those thousands of twisted thoughts and all the pain I’ve gone through. I live with that pain everyday. It never leaves. I cry every night, knowing that tomorrow I’ll have to wake up and be alive, knowing i have to fake a smile all day long, facing people I wish I never knew and just opening my eyes. I just wish I werent so sad. I wish i were normal. I wish I were happy. Or at least dead already. I wish I had no one, so then when i finally slit my wrists or take the whole bottle of oxy or both, I wouldn’t hurt anyone. Why is life so twisted and suicide so complicated.
Mickey has nephews, Donald has nephews, Goofy has a son.
And he wasn’t adopted, he looks just like him.
Goofy……has had sex.
Goofy…..has known a woman biblically….Imagine what it must’ve looked like.
Imagine what it sounded like.These are the things I think about when I wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat.
Hyuk hyuk.
omg. “Hyuk hyuk”
