fucking chemical imbalance. great, diagnose me and then what? nothing. is it suppose to make me feel better? "oh, well, you're bi-polar..." and? i knew that, i told YOU that. am i supposed to become normal because i know what my affliction is? it doesn't work that way. and no, i don't wanna talk it out. i'm fucked. there. taadaaa! oh, i feel soo much better. patronistic asshole. screw doctors. they wanna put me in counseling again. because what? it worked so well last time? kiss my arse. goddamnmotherfuckingassholedoctorsdontknowshit anddontlistenworthshit andiftheytellmeimspecialonemoretimeimgonnagofuckingposta landdecapitateanintern. fix that.
god, i need to breathe. i can't.
anyway, in closing, i'm fine. :) i just needed to babble. i'll go get some caffeine and whatever else i have lying around and i'll be dandy again...see watch...
Mood:i'm fine
Music:the radio...
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