Memory
April 23rd, 2005I think there might be something wrong with my head. I don’t remember writing that last entry. Usually every entry helps me remember what I was doing that day but not that day. Everything’s just coming up blank and I asked Johnny what happened that day and he said he wasn’t there. What was I doing at lunch then? Where was I> IMy parents arent home and they werent home either. They were on a date getting drunk so I can’t expkain this gash on my arm
I’m trting to calm down I keep freaking the fuck out over nothing jesus fucing chricst. Am I genuibely losing it at this point? They need to lock me up because i might be a fucking dementia patient and i dont know if i can trust myself anymore godddddd jesus christ calm down grow up
there’s nothing wrong goddammit. i’m hallucinating. there’s nothing in those woods i don’t hear anything. if i do hear something its probably just. i don’t know. a fox or something? nothing’s wrong here. fuck it, you know what? i’ll open my curtains. just to prove nothing’s wrong.
see it's nothing. nothing at all