lately i have been a vegetable...

i'm having a weird time of things and stuff. i'm afraid of what i am becoming...

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Schbhood: i actually left the house yesterday

TheSimianDemise: i'm fucking amazed, faggot.

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hmmm...

i'm not really thinking that this should stay as an entry in here... i have nothing to write and so much to say. i've lost all grammatical skill... i'm so lousy at writing things without having first committed them to paper. i think i should just delete this as soon as i have the inclination to write something with substance. i have nothing. i'm just writing to write. something has happened in my brain that feels different from what it was like before... wires are crossed. i'm not sure what i'm supposed to do about this certain situation i am in right now. and no one knows the full story, so i am feeling particularly alone in this whole mess. ahh, such is the burden of being such a big stupid hermit. i'm far too private a person to write anything in here but detached ramblings, which are mistaken sometimes for something other than garbage.

i assure myself and all others that it is indeed nonsense.

but i feel bad about things. good and bad. i hate it.

fuck.