i miss my dear susy Q, she sprung a leak and thus had become limp. A limp susy is a bad susy. Susy had to take a ride. Susy is not here anymore.

After a good 6 months at the mental hospital they have come to the conclusion that i am sane. Laugh. Just cause they wear a white labcoat and call themselves doctors, they decide if im crazy or not. Well i got news for you nigga, i am crazy. I hate this world and i hope everyone dies. Cheers. Im going to slit my wrists to that.

I havnt been rejoiced by my pain in so long. I love it. to feel the knife blade enter my skin and slowly slide down my wrist makes me get a boner. the feeling is un-describable and i recommend everyone trying it now. take me.

they finally released me from the ward today. My mother found me in a pool of my own blood, and thought i "had problems". what a bitch. they throw me in with all these pyschotic fucks and expect me to accept it. fuck society.

i was just called a "posterboy" because of the way i look. lets drinkin poison to it. cheers. take me.

i took susy to the movies tonight. we had a great time. we saw open water and had a blast watching that blonde teen bopper bitch get terrorized by sharks. i wish i was a sharke that could tear threw faggot teeny boppers. susy is so quiet, i hope she isnt getting bored of me. I dont know where i would be without susy.

ive learned to love a blowup doll. her name is susy and she never complains. she never tells me not to slit my wrists, not to cut my body open. she just sits there, motionless and lifeless. if i have doubts, she always agrees. if i have problems, she helps. life has become better.

why cant i die? why cant the lord come take me in my sleep? i cut myself over and over. im too much of a pussy to make a fatal cut.

she told me how she really felt. if only she knew how i felt maybe things would be different. now i just sit here and wonder why? why? take me.

i did it again. i slit my wrists wide open. i love the pain. i feel the pain. take me.