I hate my life. I hate my brain. Everyday is to much pain. I want to forget the memories I hold. If I carry them till im old, this life shall go untold.

If this was your last day on earth what would you do? I would simply ask to spend it with you.

My neighbors t.v. is too ******* loud. He is old awaiting a ride on the first available cloud. I feel guilty asking him to turn his TV down.  He hasn't much time left on earth ... Imsorrydude but im gonna ask yougo to sleep. .. Are you cohearant enough to even grasp the show. Your life is dwindling and your TV is tingling my nerves sorry old man its time to shut the **** up im calling it in

I am dead. I am alive. what is real? the feeling that dies a little more everyday.

Its hard to explain because im unsure myself. You start off with a thought and then you forget why you started rambling and then....im doing it again..... Sometimes you get so caught up in the moment trying to explain everything so vividly just so I know you see how I see it...and Awh **** im doing it again arnt I?