why am i here why am i the way i am now why cant i die like the others children why wont any understand know what i go though is there a girl who kows me what am i really am i insane dont i refuse 2 understand life or life refuses 2 understand me is it that hard 2 find a friend who is my friend a bestfriend i dont have one you say im by myself there is no companion to understand they say there a special girl out there for me well there isnt i dont believe that bullsh!t it all a piece donkeyass if u found that girl well woopie doo i had girlfriends but they thought i was cute and sh!t well i cut them off cause they didnt understand me i acted like a jerk that im not so they wouldnt be hurt for who i am what am i who am i ?well i am jason a 15year old who lives in newyork is cute when feels like it and a physco.
i dont hate you i hate myself i am nothing a pathetic artist in his suffering art no loves my who is that girl who there for where are you can you understand if you do i am willing 2 run and find u and i bet there is no mystery it lies just like santa clause ho ho ho
santa:ho hoh ho
me:wat u say fat man u called me ho
santa:calm down little merry christmas
me sad pulls out knife and stabs in eye)
santa:ahh wtf u crazy %^&*@! ima kic-k ur...
Me:yeah u asshold(kicks in fire and watches him burn)
santa:AHHHHH
You see im conrupted if you read my other journals it will contains stories.
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