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   Donna just saw what I wrote about Troy’s dying, and she says I think too many sad thoughts, and that if I keep it up, who knows what will happen. Donna doesn’t know everything I know. I can’t help but think sad thoughts sometimes. Sometimes they are the closest things to my mind. 

Many, many things have happened since you last heard from me, and many of these things have proven that my thoughts on the world’s being mostly a cruel and sad place are true and have been confirmed as such. 
    I trust no one, and only rarely myself. I struggle most mornings, afternoons, and evenings with what is right and what is wrong. I do not understand if I am being punished for something I have done wrong, something I don’t remember, or if this happens to everyone, and I am just too stupid to understand it. 

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