I’m so stressed out. And I can’t even say why.
I want to get a baseball bat and smash things.
I want to get plastered and laid by some random guy.
I’d call the mental health line but they’re so useless.
They get back to you…eventually. What good is that? They don’t really care.
I can’t fucking stand this.
But I’ll be ok.
I’ll just do what I’ve been doing to get by for a while now.
Play mind numbing games on the computer and watch dvds of TV shows.