It can get pretty ***ing crazy.

I haven't had any sleep for that past three days. I've been living off coffee and other sugary things. I'm at the point where I'm ready to start hallucinating some martians running around. I should probably take a nap of some sort, but I won't. Don't ask me why. Did you even wonder why that was? Why you won't do something you want and need? Why is that? I love the feeling I get from sleeping. Yet here I am sitting in front of my computer trying to stay awake. Human nature puzzles me. I'm sure it does you too even though we are both victims of the mind set. I recently discovered a journal from my darker days. It was back when I was a cutter. I was quite the insane person back then. But now I'm rambling. This journal just happens to be a great sort of therapy. I can say almost anything I want, and no one of consequence can judge me. As if any random Mibba users are going to read this anyway.

And remember!

Everybody's got something to hide except for me and my monkey!