I kept on telling myself I wanted to create but I don't want to create I just want to either die or turn my mind off or take medicine to numb every feeling I have or rip the words out of my head making me feel and tear them into pieces or even just sleep for ten years and somehow I got it my head that all I felt was pent up creativity needing to be released but I guess that's what the thoughts in my head are trying to make me believe and now I feel even worse because I sound like I've lost my mind which is ironic because that's exactly what I want to do. I want to lose it.
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Odd Things At Odd Times
RandomThis is pretty much a rant thing I made which I'm hoping nobody ever reads. I just needed somewhere to put everything that's on my mind.
