Dear World,
My name is Greg. That is really my name. I am not lying to you!
That first paragraph was a little bit awkward. Now I am just going to be cool.
Impossible. Haha, you might guess I am quite insane.
I talk to people that are not around. I hardly ever talk to people who are around.
Trees are better people. I want to elect one to the office.
Nobody has seen a flying cougar. I think because there has never been one. Except Pumaman.
I am eating chicken and sweet potato fries. Earlier I heard Two-Headed Boy Part 2 by Neutral Milk Hotel.
I like The Meadows Coffee House, all the girls there have short hair. I like short hair on girls. It was not really short… but kind of.
I have stopped eating and the food is getting colder. I drank an iced vanilla latte, that’s why I went to the coffeehouse.
I started writing in my journal, it is getting very full, but I stopped to type an email to my mom. She has already replied. I read it and I cried. She did not really make me cry, but really I can find any reason to cry and I hold it back a lot. Expressing myself usually makes me cry, and I quite enjoy it sometimes.
I am terribly afraid to cry in front of people though.
My dorm is kind of depressing now. I spend a lot of time alone in here, and it is very messy. My sheet has come off my bed, but last night I slept on the bare mattress.
A pet cockroach would be nice. I do think they are gross, but I think a lot of people are gross too, like myself.
I do not believe there is anything wrong with anybody. I try to be totally objective, like a movie. I relate too much to movies, and it makes reality less real.
Kill, I want to kill, Kill me Kill you, Kill everyone, Here I am just expressing myself
I like to play tennis. I have never killed anyone, but I do not want to. It is pretty intense.
I dreamed up a way I might die a little bit ago. I like to take things to the extreme. I spill my coffee I drop my food My hat blows off My clothes get ripped off I fall down naked and roll into the grass down a hill a tiny thunderstorm hits me a fungus grows over me im infected head to toe my insides are stretching wild animals attack me insects swarm me people gather laugh spit and defecate on me then I painfully rip apart and burst in a big mess pile then that’s the end an interesting way to die.
I need to do some house cleaning. I want to talk to someone.
I want to go get some tea I will do that then maybe do some work Hah yeah right, I want a Bycicle,
See ya later World, keep it cool haha global warming, If we kill the polar bears at least kill some bigot capitalists too, bye !! ! ( ;
