June 20, 2006 Fancy imaginations, fictional characters. What more? Whip up a story? Tell the whole world about my life in a movie? What for?
I wish all my five senses would fail me. Then I can't see, can't hear, can't everything. And my brain to stop too. Then I can stop thinking. I know what I'm talking.
Whatever this is. Obviously it only lasts at the very most 2days. Then it comes back again.
It just depletes my energy totally every single time I think. I can't even breathe properly at times. I'm very tired. I really am.
Hello reality, I bet you never stop all those laughing and mocking at me.