I can't even fill out a job application without have a nervous breakdown. I really just want to kill myself. I mean, what kind of 27 year old person can't even fill out a job application? A fucking worthless one. All I am good at it is playing guitar but I can't even get a job to buy a guitar. I'm sitting here, by myself, crying because I have no references or past job experience or any skill whatsoever, besides playing music, and I just want a job. I don't want to have to fill out these forms that are giving me anxiety and making me panic. How am I supposed to work when I can't even fill out an application? God please help me because I just want to hang myself from a door, with a belt, you know like Robin Williams did.

Wooo waiting to get my warrant taking care of! I shouldn't have drank so much caffeine before I came though.

if i lose anymore weight I'm either going to die or I'm going to off myself

There isn’t anything special about tonight, It’s just Wednesday. Idc about something so arbitrary as time or what date it is. Whop-di-do , we went around the sun another time.

I think this girl is really out there but I kinda like her a bunch.

I won't be grateful that I am not in a rehab for Christmas, surrounded by drunks and drug addicts because that's your cross to bear, you got yourself into that. So nah, I won't compare my life to that and , no, the struggle of you're drug addiction doesn't cancel the problems us normal people have.

I've been crying for over an hour but if you're sorry than I guess i'm perfectly fine. No. You hurt me really bad. You made me want to hurt you and to hurt myself and others. It's not ok. I'm not ok.

I told my mom to get me nothing for christmas and she insisted, so I told her to get me some long johns and she couldn't even find any...cool, I had no expectations and know I am going to be disappointed. Thanks.

People hit me up all the time when they want/need but when I do the same there is something wrong with me...ok.

If you're sarcastic or condescending to me, then we're done.

I'm not living somewhere I can't even take my books. like wtf? I might as well leave my books at my parents house? why the fuck would I do that? I like to read my books, so why would I want them 10 miles away? what fucking good does that do me? I'm moving back in with my parents...fuck that bullshit....I can't live somewhere I can't even bring my things...

Well alright, it's looks like my parents are finally ready to move and they're giving me their house. It's livable but needs some work here and there, mainly , new bathrooms. So it's time to stay where I am for a while, make money and get my credit score up from having the electricity/ gas in my name, and then take over the house on the east side. I need to find some roommates too, in due time...

My goal is to buy my own house soon, as soon as possible. Even If I need to take out a loan and sell everything I own, I'll do it. Its time to get on my grind and do what I've got to do.

Does this guy know how to shut the fuck up? I don't need to go downstairs and socialize because this motherfucker is screaming and I can hear him up here and I wouldn't get a fucking word in, anway.

I said to myself, "I need some big tits in my life" and then a girl with big tits started following me on Instagram. Ok what's good , universe? almost but not good enough.

I'm tired of talking about life, I don't fucking care.

in my mind, I am stabbing myself in the eyes right now. Slitting my throat and puncturing my ears with shards of glass. This shit is giving me anxiety. I want to leave or die.