Being sick does the body good.

Things are different now. Nothing is the same. Things I use to find joy in ...they disappeared. You'd think I'd be happy. Oh, on top of the world. Yeah, I'm sick...I feel like dirt...what more do you people want?

Do you know much about me? Besides what I want you to know? Do you really give a f*ck?

NO

I don't blame you. I make mistakes. It's my right as a human. heh...stupid human. Stupid human emotions...feelings...moods.

I'm sick that's all I know. The solution, it wont come easy.

It won't come easy.