I've realised that my life, at least for the most part, doesn't make me feel nearly as sad or angry as I've always thought. I look at it and, instead, I just feel embarrassed.

I'm a mess right now and I can't imagine I really have anyone to properly talk to, so apologies to anyone who might actually read this. I just don't know what I can do ( Read more... )

I dwell too much. I suppose those I dwell on don't deserve so much thought. They just deserve any and every bad thing that might ever happen in their lives. And I wish nothing but the greatest of harm upon these soulless excuses for "humankind."

No, I'm not a forgiving person, but at least I can admit my faults.

I will always be a bitter, angry cunt and I doubt anyone can change it. The last to try only made it this much worse. Riddance.

I have very little interest in LiveJournal anymore, and I probably won't be writing in it again for at least a while. I cancelled automatic charges on my paid account, so that will be gone in September unless I bother to renew it. I guess that was a sort of heads up ( Read more... )

I'm putting this here because I feel it is very necessary to make this message public knowledge.

If anything is to happen to me, if I am to die for example, my MacBook is to be handed over to my mother, Michele Lynn Haas. In the event that she is unable or unwilling to accept this laptop, it will go to my younger brother, David Marshall Weisberg ( Read more... )

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