I'm done with real life people, at least on a personal basis. There's no point. Everything they say are lies and/or lip service. And I might as well not exist. Oh well, my phone is turned off now. Maybe I'll check it once or twice a week for messages at least until all the money owed to me is paid off. And then, there's no point. No one listens anyway. Not even the people I thought would listen.

There's so much more I should say, but most will be censored out.

No matter what happens I'll always be empty inside. And now that I'm going back to school, I'll three more years of reasons to be alive. After that, I'll end up jobless and homeless and certainly without medication of any kind…or worse yet, having to move back in with my parents and never get anywhere in life. Not like I have anyway.

I just hope I live long enough to watch the world burn. Then I'll die happy.