Another mater is the mind, people try to understand things by looking at it with their eye's, their mind. That's not going to work here, thing's are too mixed up in my head. I can't keep up, cant think, and have no control! Alot of people say they know me, well I wish they would help me I don't know myself who I am!!! All my life I was called A freak, and now everybody is trying to be freak's. I seem to be normal now,what the fuck hapend?

Sometimes I try to explain to other's what is in my head, that is to hard. I don't think anyone can deal with what is in their. the thing's i write are just 10% of the shit in my head, the rest is way too fucked up to get it out on papper. For longer than I know, I have lived with voice's in my head. somehave been their along time. some leave and other new one's come in, sometimes old one's come back just to fuck with me! One thing I do know, this is A part of me. I don't want anyone trying to take the blame for my problems. this madness is mine and mine alone. I want everyone to know it's ok, somehow i asked to be crazy and I like it Thank you.