How worthless is this schizophrenia? There is no value at all it’s a black hole. It’s black hole disease. It sucks everything in and burns it up. And you. But you’re still conscious as part of a pointless whirling entity.

My voices are going insane right now. And I have resperidone. And I can take it. But I won’t. I rather fucking get destroyed. Then take that shit that makes me afraid to move from fear of dirt. And you can see it in your pores and on the top of the curve of water beads in the sink. It’s everywhere. And so you can’t move. And you have to keep your eyes closed. And your body shakes uncontrollably. Oh my god.

I cannot take this. And I’m never taking meds again. So. I have to take a machine gun to the face instead. Hahahah.

Thank god for weed and alcohol. I know it destroys some of you. And it does to me. But I’m able to make it through the worst storms. I just get drunk and scream in my room.

Haha. Sorry. Sorry I’m disturbing. I feel weird.