im so hopeless and you don't even know it

fuck off

What the hell are you doing.

It's 8:00.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Fuck ass.

"What the fuck."

Hi there.

"Leave me alone."

No

"Brat."

You're going to be late.

"How do you know, ass hat?"

It's 8:00.

"Shit."

--

"Why are you still here."

Because I can be.

"Get out of my head."

No.

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Dear what ever the fuck this is,

my therapist said i should start writing in a journal.

not my idea.

it's fucking lame.

i hate him.

he tries to show me how to play some stupid ukulele

its stupid

everything is stupid.

the government is a lie

its all a facade.

the usa is a scam.

goodbye fo r now.

>:(((((