i thought

i'm half dead.

or something...

i can't feel my arms. my head is so heavy. i think i'm falling asleep(?). what did i take? i don't even remember. i slept bad lastnight. i couldn't sleep. i was in this weird state. i wasn't alseep or awake. i just was. i didn't like it. and now i'm here. i don't like this. why aren't i pressing the enter button. why do i keep on writing. why don't i use any question marks. why am i so unhappy. why am i listening to the same depressing mp3 over and over and over and over and over. i think i should lay down. i am thinking morbid thoughts right now. why do i like to scare myself. why do i like to scare others. boredom maybe. i don't think so. i think i'm sick. in more than one way. ugh. i wrote today. it's all wrong, though. maybe i should write right now. i wonder what would come out of my head. i wonder what is coming out of my head right now. i don't think i would like it. i don't think i want you to read this. i should really lay down. i think something is wrong. i'll be ok soon. i think.