Angry.

I feel...

Like my father...and...and I hate it.

This week...I've been to hell and back..

So full of chaos.

I teach others... then at the end of the day, I can't teach myself anything.

Weird; disgusting feeling have come back.

I haven't gone a day without masturbating in a week.

I feel so depressed; I can make myself feel sick.

I am sick.

I feel like I have gone down a road, and there is no turning back.

Some say something is wrong with me

Yet my friends say I am alright.

People ask 'when are you going to do something for yourself'

I never do.

Is that what this is about?

Am i serving others too much?

I feel like crying, yet at the same time... punching a baby.

I let this picture perfect scenery; wash into a stick figure illustration.

When my only escape is through World of Warcraft.. you know things are getting bad.

In my time of dying all I ask is that I have a deeper understanding of what it means to be human, and what its like to strive to be perfect.