and im back........i'm afraid of being shot when i lock up my house, so i run upstairs...when i was younger i was afraid that someone would stab/ inject me with something when i was dancing with them..i'm not afraid of the dark, just what i can't see. i was attacked by a dog when i was little. i have a headache..my foot feels funny. i hate the refrigerator.i hate th dishwasher. i hate words. im a hypocraite. im afraid of others deaths, but not my own. i would rather be shot in the head than be paralized.i dont mind hospitals. i'm sitting in the dark. i hate artifical light. i dont like milk. i say malk. i walked home tonight from DO'C. i love the nigt sky, even when its clouded. i love the night. its freedom. no one can see you. i'm feeling very detached. im not stoned or drunk. ihave a neurosurgon looking at my MRI. i dont know why. i'm pretty sure that its nothing serious..i dont need a brace, unless i grow somemore..i wish someone else knew how to release necks..i went rock climbing today. i'm very proud of alley. i'm not afraid of bugs. i wish i could fly. i wish i could jump off the CN tower.i love standingon the very edge of the subway platform and wait until the very last moment to pull away before the train hits me. i love cars going past me. i love walking over bridges. i hate goingon buses for long peroids of time.i've never been on a airplane. i've eaten rabit treats. me hands don't look like part of my body. i'm hungry, but i dont want to eat. i'm on msn, but im not talking to anyone. my cat greets me at the door. mathewsons cats were wearing layas. i have tiny earrings. i discovered a new bruise. i love going to concerts, and getting pushed around. i hate the pinging sound. i like shopping carts as a form of transportation. i got to mathewson's house bymyslef, with no directions. i have so much to say, but no words to say them with. i dislike the freezer. i miss all my friendships which i have lost over the course of my life. i'm chewing cinnamin gum. theres a highlighter in front of me. its yellow. i hate civics class. i hate explaining where i was to people. i hate having people worry about me. i like to read short posts, yet i write really long ones, that are diffcult to read....well with that i leave you...until i find the words inwhich to say fuck you. oh wait i found them.......