yesterday night at 2am i woke up. i went to go get some sleeping pills cos insomnia but when i got up i felt really dizzy so i fell to the floor slowly and i said "no no haha no no" a few times. then, once i stopped having my stroke or whatever i got back up and halfway through the door i started to cry.
because i realized that i am fucking crazy. so i just whispered to myself, "why cant i be normal" and then i went to go get sleep pills and then i ate some brownies while tears rolled down my face. then i went back upstairs to my room, and drew an axe.
the saddest thing about this is that it actually happened.
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