Diary of a pshyco freak:
ya it's been a long time since i wrote anything in this diary 2 or 3 months ago. ya my schitzo friend sandy has been silent for a while. sometimes i think she left me but i still sense her. she probaly thinks i dont need her right now. which i dont no offense sandy but i'm way too happy for returning too my dark little world. i met a guy whom i like. well i've known him most of my life but i never really looked at him in the way i'm looking at him now. i feel so happy when i see him its hard not to burst out of my skin like a grape when its pressed too hard. suddenly the world is so much brighter my senses are so sharp i can smell the flowers more sharply and red roses have so much more meaning than they used to. colors are so vivid me eyes hurt. oh my heart is going so fast i'm afraid i'll die of a heart attack toodels   

Diary of a pshyco freak:
today i stand before myself. Staring into the mirror i wonder who is this person staring back at me. whose hollow eyes are those and that nose were did that come from? i shudder and turn away. but then a smile suddenly lights up my face. A smile as crooked as my teeth. a light bulb goes up in my mind. i had forgotten about Sandy. My schitzo self. a perfect example of what happens if you watch too much grease. that is her nose and her eyes. not mine. no my eyes are a radiant blue. not blue like empty blue pits. today has ended all too swift and i lie down with sandy singing lullabye's in the back of my mind. i close my eyes and drift into a restless sleep.