I'm not sure why I post anymore, but I had my appointment. Setting me up with a T, having some place get ahold of me to see about getting money for disability or some **** since I'm too ****ed in the head to go get a damn job. **** it. I dont give a **** anymore. I can't get a job. I want to, believe me. I ****ing need it. Phone bill is coming up, on top of the last one. $140. Hospital is after me for money. $900+. Don't have my license. Couldn't get it anyways because of a warrant. How the ****.. My credit has probably gone to ****. Yet I sit on my *** waiting for a solution that will never come. I will never accomplish anything, because I do not try. I don't try because I know I would fail. I am a failure. A waste. I wouldnt want a funeral. Cremate me and toss my ashes in the garbage. I used to love life. No..thats a lie. I like to think that I used to. Maybe at one point. I've locked my childhood in the "do not remember" part of my brain. **** this. **** that. **** life. If only they was a way out. Oh wait, there is. It's on my night stand. But, I can't. Family and friends are the chains that hold me to this piece of **** life.

Well, this thread was about my appointment.. She is having a T get ahold of me soon, a psychiatrist/Rn/whateverthe****. Hoorah. Go life. I'm loving how the moon has been red the last few nights. Some crazy ****. Legend says the moon will turn a blood red when the time is coming. Starting to believe it. Bring it on. 12/21/12 was not meant to be an end, but maybe the beginning of the end? Idk what the hell I'm talking about, so I'll end it here. Not like anyone gives two ****s anyways.

Have a wonderful life.
Chris.