The moral of the story is just say no to selective serotonin uptake inhibitors.
I guess this is going to be a little weird for both of us...
I have started about 80 percent of my posts on here with some sort of i dont know why i am doing this or other confusing statement about my life, lets just go ahead and make that 82 percent. I realize now that I dedicate an incredible amount of words and time to tell a bunch of people that I don't really know what is going on. That's not normal is it? I hope not.
I accidentally cut myself on a glass tonite. It was a tiny cut, but it bleed like a motherf'er. I don't know why but this made me feel good about myself. I sat there and watched it drip for like 15 minutes before I did anything about it. I also listened to that goo goo dolls song that says "you'd bleed just to know your alive." It made me feel good about myself too. I guess I know that I am alive.
I have started about 80 percent of my posts on here with some sort of i dont know why i am doing this or other confusing statement about my life, lets just go ahead and make that 82 percent. I realize now that I dedicate an incredible amount of words and time to tell a bunch of people that I don't really know what is going on. That's not normal is it? I hope not.
I accidentally cut myself on a glass tonite. It was a tiny cut, but it bleed like a motherf'er. I don't know why but this made me feel good about myself. I sat there and watched it drip for like 15 minutes before I did anything about it. I also listened to that goo goo dolls song that says "you'd bleed just to know your alive." It made me feel good about myself too. I guess I know that I am alive.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I don't really know what is wrong with me... but I hope someone fixes it for me soon enough (maybe the good people at prozac) I read once that about 60% of health care costs for prescription drugs are for anti-depressants. One, that seems awfully low. Two, that means that there is a significant portion of the population that can’t achieve orgasm. Which, in retrospect, explains the last few presidential elections.
Speaking of elections, i didnt vote in the last one. I lied and told people i did just so they thought i was cool, but we all know i'm not. It's not that i don't think this system we have is perfect (right), but i just don't care anymore. (and it's not because everyone knew that democrats were going to take over washington again) its just because i dont care. Republican or Democrat we are all fucked in the end. Both parties are severely flawed. And I dont think it makes sense. When I told my mom that I didn't vote she said "good, well you can complain about what happens then." Well damn. My mom doesnt know me that well because A.) I can and will complain about whatever the hell i want. and B.) well A pretty much covered it all for me. But if i cant complain about something i dont care about then you can't complain about it to me. I dont care if the Democrats stole your cookie or the Republicans took your ice cream. Leave me out of it.
My next post will be about my first day of school, and how i went against the norm and I still didnt have an idea about life, but i knew i didnt want to conform. I also knew that I wasn't going to be a fireman. or police officer. I was going to be an artist, with a bakery that only sold apple pie. God I was an awesome kid.
Until then.

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