It's so late!
I got off work...and FML I had caffine!
URGGG.
And I have to go to Yolkdale tomorrow,
FML.

I had to just let it out, slowly...
Gezz like internal bleeding.
Gahh it's horrible!

People don't really understand.
I have problems too.
I have a bloody past.
I suffer from PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder).
If people knew..
What it's like to live life with a guilty concience for the rest of your life.
I won't let them.
Never.

It's been hell here people.
And lately...
I've felt like I've been left behind.
I mean I always feel that.
But here's the thing...
It's been more...simutanious?
It's weird.
I saw it coming.
See...
Reckless gene and is good at predicting bad things that will happen to yours truly.
That's a great combination.

My friends are getting into relationships.
And I get left behind.
Friends are leaving me out.
The wrong guys are liking me.
BAHH.
WOOT.
PFFF.
Yeahh right.
Can't it be the right guy for once?
Maybe like most of the time for once?
The guy I do like well...
I can't even totally make sense around him.
GREAT.

This is why at some point I'm better off anti-social.
Won't have to deal with humans.
I can't get too close with anyone.
Many people will think they are close to me.
But really,
I'm limited on words.
But unlike Twitter,
Which has a 140 word limit xD.

If I explode,
That my friend,
Means I'm DEAD.
But the bogeyman will get me.
For sure.
UUHHHGG.
I'm just coding it.

I'm better off dead.
Friends won't have to deal with me.
Family don't have to worry about a lazy bum like me.
I would be erased from human existace.
But I still have that deal.
I'm gonna have to get around it somehow...