I just relized in the other two "chapters", that I'm pretty much writing a diary....like what the fuck?... I have a real diary I don't use under my mattress... why don't I use that? I don't know...maybe it's because I accually think people will be reading this, while the hand written one won't? Then what's the point of having a dairy read by people?.... I just confused myself, sigh....
Why is life so complicated? And for all you people out there saying life ain't complicated, fuck you...not really but like LIFE IS COMPLICATED... if it's not then, SOMETHINGS WRONG. Just saying. Fuck. People and influnces... I don't want to be influenced...
I wonder if I should start writing 'Dear Diary' from now on?.... eh, I might, if I remember and feel like it. Whatever. Fuck influneces....
