Why do you mock me, with general anxiety of conspiracy of alien time travelers who traveled back through time to probe me. Dear Schizophrenia please get a job and stop finding coincidence in just about everything I do. Like the one time I thought of people reading my thoughts, if they are they got a surprise of unamused memes stored away. If that did not stop them then my symptoms will with constant attacks of unfilled childhood dreams and the crushing realization of my coming of age. Too which I’m surrounded by annoying cats. Dear Schizophrenia get a frigged job you piece of french garbage. Please let me live my life without you because the constant agonizing paranoia of being a part of some secret government training program.
Has me thinking that I have a job to which pay’s the bills and gets laid every night. But to my unamused reminder I lay in my empty women-less bed, so cold. Dear Schizophrenia I am unamused with your childish antics of constantly putting me in socially ackward moments with new people I meet or old friends. Just because Schizophrenia is a personal illness that resides in my head doesn’t mean I asked my Schizophrenia to move in and eat my food, waste my gas, use my minutes, and do no homework, chores, and laundry.
Dear Schizophrenia move the fugg packer out of my life. So that I can spend my time more wisely instead of wasting my time on nosense that only infuriates me to blacked out fulled drama qeen rants. To oddly enough I crave watermelone afterwards. O watermalone How I crave thee right about now. But none the less my Schizophrenia will think of a million other things that are irelivant to my day. Like buts, heads, bevier, grumpy cat, whimp cream (mmmmm whip cream), fat people, acient aliens, moles, zits, buts again, boobs, beer, wine, liquor, pens, sheets, velvet rope, velcro, is that a lump or a spider bite, crumbs,… not those kinds… Dear Schizophrenia, how I wish you would not find everything speaking to my Schizophrenia. No Schizophrenia I do not need to buy penz oil, video games, the complete book of mormon or tickets or the Now 60,70 80’s collection. Stop wasting my friggen money on random stuff…
Dear Schizophrenia GTFO ASAP.
Me, Myself and I.
(Yo anyone can type something up its all good just made a random monolog, Or at least I think. I hope if I was able to get someone to smile today. I would consider it a win. As all ways America stay sane :]