Sometimes I wonder why I bother thinking anymore.
First of all, no one cares, which is obviously demonstrated by others.
Second of all, half the time I have no idea what I am thinking, so I talk about stuff and later I'll be like "what was I smoking that day?"
Third of all, I hate myself for what I am turning myself into. Im not really sure what that is, but I hate it.
Fourth of all, I can't think half the time (you knoe, the other half, when I am not confused about what I am thinking) and especially right now, whilst I am on sinus medication, thats not working and, if possible, probably making my headache and face ache worse.

But still, when I do have thoughts, I really wish that if people don't care, they just wouldn't read about them. If I can think what I want and have free speech and all that, and you don't like what I think, no one is forcing you to hear it. The blog is kind of a "tune in as needed" thing. So just don't tune in.

Bye.