I hate everything.

I sound like my grandma.

I am bipolar.

I am on my period.

I am going to smash my phone.

My emotions are screaming in sheer panic.

I want to die but I only want to say I want to die to exaggerate in a funny way.

I want to break my phone.

I already said that.

But I do.

So I don't have to do anything anymore.

It's not your fault, you know who you are, if you even read this shit like I speculate you do but maybe not you are just good and leaving a comment on random posts related to or words

Words.

Stupid words.

I'm stupid.

I can't think.

I'm not on drugs, don't worry.

I'm just stupid

i'm not doing this for attention or anythint

I am doing this because this is my published journal of bullshit that I like people to read like a book, think of like a book, and move along with their day.

I dunno.

Stfu, assholes.