I can't sleep sometimes because I can't... I stay up, thinking about how I would let myself die, and how I can control my own fait. 

I like spaghetti.

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I stutter time to time especially when I don't have an excuse of why I did something wrong. Or I just do it because... that's what I do.