Sometimes I feel like I'm being watched by government agents who want to kill me. What are you looking at?!? My teachers are plotting to distroy everyone to finally live in peace-- and my pricipal will spit on my grave. School sucks. My step-mother will set me up for murder, and force me to say it was the one-armed man. My dad'll love that. My friends would start talking about blowing up my house and then move on to my dad's house. They've tried already. Sometimes I think everyone's a robot. And they're out to give my an anal probe. What? Me Worry?
Reason for writing:
Why not?
Birth sign: Aries
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