i have a dangerous job and dangerous hobbies because the only time i'm happy is when i'm close to death.

I only post secrets when i'm drunk

I want to pack my shit and leave town. Too bad I'm broke!

I don't understand why God give us "emotions". It seems more of a curse than a blessing?

When we are alone it's wonderful. But when other people are involved, not so much. It makes me think we aren't meant for one another. I love you so very much.