I don't know what day it is anymore, is that bad? It's not like someone's going to walk up to me and ask: "Hey, do you know what day it is?" So yeah, I've tried to play with a monkey today. Let's say it didn't end well. I have a black eye now. I'm probably going to wait a week. Or 2 days. I also tried to make clothes! It didn't really turn out to be a t-shirt, just a few leaves with holes in it. But, practice makes perfect? The swimming thing worked, until I saw some jellyfish. I'm never going to swim again. They almost stung me, you know. I probably should stay out of their territory. I wonder if you could die because of them. Maybe if I'm sick of being 'all by myself' I could commit suicide! Just one sting and I'm dead.
Actually, I should stop thinking that way. Like right now. Start thinking happy thoughts. Rainbow barfing, unicorn fighting,... That does not work right now. I hope I know something to do soon, or the fantasy of committing suicide would become reality.
The fruits I've been eating are AMAZING! I love the mangoes, pineapples, coconuts,... Is coconut a fruit? I don't know. Well, now it is. I miss the music I was used to hear, it's so 'silent' on this island (that rhymed!). Well not much I can do.
Almost Suicidal,
Mike Walker (Troye is gone)
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Diary of a Psychopath||Discontinued
FantasyI'm just republishing all my old stories so people can relive the memories :) The voices in his head were just too much, he didn't want to kill people. So he decided to flee. But what he found on the island, was something he didn't expect. ...
