THE MIND OF A PSYCHO

True confessions of myself-

I want to kill things sometimes, but once I think of it my stomach feels with guilt and churns itself up into a pile of depressed and scared mush, so heres my first confession,

I used to abuse my families cat, I think of it almost everyday now, I used to throw it whenever it tried to lay on me and im kind of glad it ran away before I did anything worse...

I had, and still have, anger issues but theyre getting better, music helps, I listen to alot of nirvana but im once again getting off track, I have a second confession, I want to runaway, but there again dont we all? at some point everyones atleast thought about it, yet they never follow through and I understand why its a hard thing to do, abandoning your whole life that you had, your social life, your family life, everything. gone. and with that it brings me to my last confession

my third, and final one: I fantasize about being a slasher killer, like freddy or jason, I know its stupid and id never actually do it, its a weird concept, I wanna do it but I also feel guilty, I just dont know how to cope and thats not ok. But ill just pretend like it is. once again signing off with a- help.