I'm gunna take an hour to type about nothing....
I just watched Gummo off of youtube. I feel like that movie. What it that feeling?
Distrubed? Yes, it was distrubing but mostly I just feel depressed. All I wanna do is listen to out of mind mellow music while thinking of stuff that would make other people wierded out. Tonight my mighty low has been hit. But, this low is different. How so? Fuck, I don't even know. Don't really care. I know what I want. It's far away, it's a dream. Is it nothing? Fuck it. My mind right now is thinking about nothing it's a wastelansd. But, Gummo made me think. The movie itself kinda sucked. It was just so random. Pointless. I guess that it had something to do with it, but I was too lazy to peice it all together. Blarg. For some reason I want to make this post about suicide. Bet choketoes didn't expect that... Suicide isn't apart of my life in any way shape or form at any time. But, when I do think about it, as in if I were ever to commit it, I think of myself in a Gummo like setting, like his house. With what? Idk, nor care. Fuck taking your own life. I have better things to do. Like, creating my own planet. Hell yeah. or, try acid. I feel that at my age I haven't done anything with my life. And I'm right. I mean look what I'm doing here. Typing away on this blog. Even though It's super late, I wanna sneak out. I wanna feel like a rebel while I still can. I wish I had done more while I was going though High school, and I'm still there. Well I got a year left after this one. I'll get all my emotions out. Fuck it. Fuck everything. I like being alone way too much. I feel like someone is choking me right now. I'm alone. Nice. Being alone at night, watching the stars is something that I do on a regular basis. I think I'll go do that now.
