People ask what the best thing I got for the holidays was.
I got a lot of cool shit.
But the best was by far my heart.
 

I have recently discovered that life is too short to worry about what other people are going to think about what you say or do.
I'm sorry, people. 
I just can't bring myself to give a damn.
 

It makes me sad when people talk themselves into believing their own bullshit.
Does it ever haunt you later?
oh, and quit acting like a child.

Fear mongering.
When you take the worst possible case scenerio and apply it to everyone, all the time.
Fucking useless meat bag pussy fucks.
 

I realize that I dont need to call every hour on the hour.
I don't have to worry that much about myself.
I am glad it is not me.

 I think what disgusts me the most is it has stopped being about the U.S. of- fuckin' A, and all about Big elephant trunks and Pieces of Ass.

Sometimes self sacrifice is totally worth it.
Sometimes it is not.
knowing when you strongly believe in something that much is the hardest and best thing I have ever done.
 

Nothing in particular.
Just is.
it's too bad too.

I kinda think you are a piece of shit.
I really kinda do.
Fuck you, parasite.
 

So bleeding fucking tired.  Planing on sleeping a real sleep.

Sometimes I want to dream.  sometimes I just want the darkness.

and sometimes I am given exactly what I need to keep going.
not too often, but it shows he cares.