I'm starting to think that insanity is a clear lquid running through my veins....making me feel less as it kills my blood....

My teacher told us all to question authority, any and all of it, and then was mad when I asked her "why?"

well, i cried all christmas, new years, and my birthday. fuck i hated it all. i loved being around people for once. thats a bad sign. dad left for iraq on my birthday. i saw him for about a half an hour. then my mom and brother left and took him to the base and i was home alone for almost hours.....then my darling jack came over for a while but he was sick...(so cute when hes sleeping =P ) but i did nothing on my birthday. i had at least hoped to go out for a while. but i didnt set foot outside my door. oh well, ive been saying that theres always next year. i dont think so now....

u know....i have a terrible need to hurt people....to just fuck them over mentally....loosen the screws a little....its really fun when u know what im talking about