All the excuses, lame. All the new pills? Bitter. They dont make me feel smaller or taller, ask Alice anything at all. This computer likes to eat up my words an take them away, I need to set up the one that works and try to get out whats been happening because it makes me feel like I have a stutter in my fingers as well as my brain. Set backs and lies and triggers OH MY!
Its adding up, and I get angry. But Im coming back for more, I will always still be here. Fucking cockroach, thats me.