Shit is killing me. I need change. I know what I need, I'll just never get it apparently.

If there is one thing that i cannot stand anymore, its myself. I cant say what i want to say. I fucking hate people, but i care about what they say. I think i might quit taking medicine and go back to being a crazy loner. Looking back on how i use to be, it wasnt so bad. I didnt care what happened. I didnt have to worry about people. People tell me that they like it when im around and all kinds of bull shit. No one shows it though. All i really really want is my bike and to be anywhere that i dont know anyone. My fucking bike, i swear to god, is the only thing that loves me back.

This is the only place i can go now to express how i feel. People read my other shit and it limits what i can say. At least i know that no one reads this.

There is someone out there that makes me think. Ive never felt this way about anyone. But who fucking cares?

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