i think i have concluded that something is telling me that i should have nothing to do with even attempting a serious relationship, or any type for that matter, at this point in time. bah.

i ripped my fingernail in half last night. yeah, it feels awesome.

shitty weekend. shitty weekend. fucking aweful.

kind of sick of people and shit. fucking lame

i got a valentine in the mail today

the only person who acknowledged valentines day to me. other than going out with a couple and getting to be that guy who plays third wheel.

thank you, valentine.

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writing down that i should kill myself is having no effect.

probably time to do something about it

i wish i was deaf, or blind or had one hand

then i would have an excuse to suck at the guitar.

i am in that mood where i just kind of want to... die. yeah.

im just not a happy person.

im an immature, pretty pathetic excuse for a "man"

more or less useless

lame, undesirable, unwanted

whatever. blast my brains out

fuck your shit

fuck you

fuck your life

and fucking end mine.

i want to find a brick wall, and punch it until my hand turns to a bloody, smashed mess.

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