You didn’t think of me at all.
Okay.
Voices say.
You didn’t think of me at all.
Okay.
Voices say.
Miss fucking know-it-all over here
oh you know so fucking much
you know every fucking thing you need to fucking know about me
that’s why you’re a fucking Neo nazi know
so you can go back to talking about and generalizing other people
la-di-fucking-da!
This is like the 3rd time they say you’ve committed suicide….
Graduation dinner
fingered yourself in front of my family
always wanted to tell me my art looks like crap
something else I don’t remember
edit:
oh god, its all the opposite, whatever shall I do, its like they want me going in circles, literally talking or writing about the same few scenarios over and over and over and over again and again and again and aagina.
Apparently liking pics of other girls is being “unfaithful” to you…
Aren’t you married with a fucking child?
Why would you even care.
Your dumbass writes for a living and can’t respond to a fucking e-mail
Fuck off.
Hostel in NY, after the blowjob
took out a gun and shot me in the head
nice
I wouldn’t have lived out my terrible 20’s the way I did.
I’m certain it would have been much different.
But you weren’t around
you weren’t here
I did what I had to
and I can’t change the past.
Suicide after xanga break up
father fuck
“perfect size”
never wanted to get erect again
something something something stop fucking telling me this shit
you never wanted me to know this
Voices say I don’t have what it takes to get back together with you because you’re suicidal.
I’m not trying to stop you from doing anything that you want to do.
I have my life in the palm of my hands ask I’m sure you have yours.
I hope you understand the meaning in that last sentence.
One of these niggas, idk
Apparently my name is in it… Apparently.
Hard r, at the airport, that’s why you were slapped
Voices keep saying you got a tit job, a breast reduction
If there were more black people like me, the voices say.
But from everything the voices have been saying, it sounds like Norwegians were a blight on the earth anyway, so good riddance.
Before you met me..?
Voices say you went to bed with all of your friends on Facebook, that’s why you deleted it
Edit:
Voices say you’re having sex right now as I type
Voices say you would’ve tried to have sex with my mom if I let you sleep at my place so long ago
edit:
I just texted my mom, not about this, but I told her if things keep getting out of control in my noggin I’m gonna check myself into a hospital. Hopefully I won’t have to do that.
If these messages are not for me, why am I hearing them?
Kissed your hand
Tea
You get so “turned up” you can’t think for yourself