Today is a low one

I hate myself right now and the people that make me feel this way. I really can't stand the news it's never good. Brainwashing bastards who should just shut their fucking mouths. What the fuck is this world coming to?? Earlier today i really wanted to just end it all. Not sure how, but i was thinking of drinking and washing down some pills. What's wrong with me........am i fooling the world? Can't they see i'm a depressed little girl. All i want is to be heard and understood and for all the little bitches to get slapped in the face............oh yes, for real they really should.

Anti-social: No (I don't go around smashing things. I would feel bad.)

Social Phobia: Yes (although i can drive down to St. Louis all by myself w/o any problems or fears of getting lost)

Depression: Yes

Bi-Polar: Haha sometimes I wonder. But them am reminded "that's just me being happy" Some don't understand that talking really fast,jumping from topic to topic when neither one of them have anything to do with the other, and laughing uncontrollably while playing ping pong or square dancing, are just things i do.

ADHD: No i'm quite patient

ADD: Sure we'll go with that

OCD: That one too (2002 same forwards as it is backwards. 6:18pm "happy birthday Alice" The numbers used to get to me a lot more than they do now.)

ABC: DEFG (just keeping you on your toes)

Dyslexic: Oh yeah. I've come to the conclusion that they really shouldn't give pin numbers out to dyslexic people. And if they do don't use the same number twice......that's just fucking stupid. (yeah yeah "just change your pin.") By the time I got a new one, i'd probably remember the old one. I just can't win.

What made me this way? It's not what, but who.

Who: All the judgemental bastards of the world that ever snickered,pointed and wondered what the fuck was wrong with me.(We're all unique can't they except that?)

Why: Because all those bastards are insecure with themselves and need someone else to pick on to make them feel better. They can't go anywhere w/o a posse of peeps backing them up. What are they afraid of.......Getting judged?

What to do: Bitch slap them all.

Am I :

Weird: Fuck yeah, but aren't we all?

Shy: Fo sho Bitch! "Stranger Danger"

Funny: I make myself laugh all the time.....I'm told i'm good @ making others laugh as well.

Sad: More than i would like to be

Happy: Only when I feel loved

Loved: More than I think I am

I can't give all the credit to those bastards, just the bad ones. So i'll go with: Depression and social phobia. If those were gone i'd be happy as a lark.

Just pick one:
Social Phobia.........I can do without!