2001-09-07 - 9:34 p.m.
#88: No Need for the Truth
Note to self: My mother just told me I was a worthless pile of shit, and that my entire family thinks that way about me, too. I think I'll go away and be a little depressed now. And then I'm going to find some sleeping pills and industrial strength duct tape. I always feel better I've killed somebody. Something, I mean. Small slip up there. Ahahahaha. Hahaheehoha. Ha. No, it's not working, is it? Oh well, I can always drown my sorrows in a concentrated Tenchi Muyo viewing. That show always makes me feel better. At least, until I start thinking about how fun it'd be to have a house full of girls who are all in love with you, and then compare it to my current situation. I think God is mocking me with my inadequacy. Well, I'll feel better tomorrow at least.
