I have delusions of grandeur. When I say that I mean serious, serious delusions. My tv sometimes talks to me, and that freaks me out. I came on to the EMS driver who took me to the crazy hospital too. I'm insane and there's not much else I can do about it. I wanna kill myself almost every day, but ah... c'est la vie. What can one do with their misfortune cept take a shit on it and hope it'll turn into a rose?
My life sucks.
Blam.
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