Really, I ain't shitin' ya.
For some strange reason the entire world has gone all a**-backwards.
I talk to myself for no reason other than to proclaim my thoughts aloud, and even then, none of it makes sense.
One of my dreams yesterday proves I have no respect for life.
I dreamt that I had a portable nuclear bomb strapped to my whole body and I just set it off infront of a busy street in Tokyo.
The strange thing is, I liked it, and I wanted to see something like that happen in real life, or make it happen myself.
I guess this has to do with the whole heart thing...
Hopefully it will all clear up, or I'm going to end up in the Nuthouse.
To anyone who is willing to listen to what I have to say, please, talk to me...
I feel cold and alone in this world, even my family is unimportant to me anymore.
I wish it would all just go the ******** away.....
Yours pitifully and somewhat unstable,
Tai - A.K.A. Robert I. P.
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