Why do I do this? What is wrong with me? Kill me, please...I like the pain, so why?Why do I like it...? Why do I like hurting myself...? Why do i want to cry and scream, but stay silent...I want to scream out my feelings...But then choke myself...With the rope...I thought about it...But, I can't...I want to, but can't...What am I? Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? Why am I living in this world with these people...I...I feel so bad for little kids, terrible really...They think everything is so happy, sweet, and nice...But it ain't...The world is full of crime! I've experienced it! I've learned about it! Remember 9/11? I keep learning about it, over and over again...I feel like I'm going insane...People call me happy when I smile...But deep inside I want to die! Nobody knows what it's like to be one of us, or me...I actually want to kill someone and drink their blood...What is wrong with me!? Kill me, please! Something is wrong with me and I don't know what...I mean...I want to see blood on my hands...I want to see dead people...My enemies...

I'm a fucking weirdo...I consider myself a slut and my friends don't know...Do I even have friends anymore? I sit all alone at lunch, eating and sitting there...I feel like I'm being bullied silently...I don't want to be forgotten...I don't know why I want this...I want to be normal...But, I'm not...I want more blood...Not my own...Someone else's...Oh God, seriously...What am I? Why am I this? What has happened to me? I'm a weirdo, I swear...I want to bite someone...Have their blood...I don't know why...I want to hide forever...Isolate...Kill...All the blood...Me surrounded in blood..

I'mma go now...............

-SamSam