on tuesday, after school, someone is gonna catch a full scale, muttering, crying, screaming, pulling hair, breaking down, crazy style- andrew berkovits rant against humanity in general.
im fed up with life for once in my life i feel a measure of anger and hate and i don't despise myself because of it i don't know whats wrong with me im beginning to crack
scratch the earlier post i still hate biology with the fiery passion of a thousand suns i want to curl up into a little ball and crawl somewhere dark and sleep oh, sweet nocturnal slumber,