so i went to confession a few wks ago...

a series of failed relationships proves my point
you know me i'd rather just blame myself
a voluntary disassociation
i shoulda known that i was probably schizophrenic
it's not on that level anymore cos i figured out how to channel this mental ill in my brain
my intrusive thoughts are way different
the mystery dude i could always turn to (cerebral companion)
since i found Christ i don't have much of a use for this fantasy anymore
sex is hardly ever worth it
all for an idea...
i was always somewhere else mentally
maybe ag is a covert schizo
i fantasize cos i get bored w/ regular ass people
i obviously need to do sumin important otherwise these thoughts wouldn't suddenly come upon me
i will always be tormented by this
i don't get conventional relationships
i will miss people n call em on the telephone maybe see em every once in awhile
i'm gonna happily die alone that's why i have a picture of paisley (cat) on my phone
the flip phone proves that i don't wanna be part of this world if i don't have to
don't think i'm not tormented