You fuckers, I am alive. Jesus christ my mom has nothing to do with this. I was going to end my blog. I've had a hard time lately. That homeless guy I had staying with me ended up sticking up a store and getting caught. I was on a binge using so much trying to off myself, but always ending up in a cold shower. I'm clean now. I was in rehab for a day. I quit, and I was in brown county mental ward detoxing. Now my parents won't let me go anywhere by myself. My life sucks. I shake all day, dream about heroin every night. Knowing I can't use is killing me. I am going to take a gun to my head. When I am dead no one is going to belive me. My book is out, I sold about 300 copies. Most to a book store here in Green Bay.
Sorry to Gledwood. Everyone else, fuck off.