Warning, this might be a little dark and scare off some people. You have been warned. Just keep in mind that this is like nothing I've ever posted in this book. This will most likely be the only one like this.

We are all a little dark. But I can get really dark. When I say that I'm not surprised that I'm not in a Asylum yet, I mean it. Seeing things, hearing things, other weird stuff that goes on in my head. When that kind of stress happens to you, you're always on your guard.

Then you can get pissed at the smallest things. But get crazy with the things that bother you the most. You twitch, your face goes red with anger, you're able to destroy anything. Everyone is a little dark, just afraid to show it to everyone that seems perfectly normal, perfectly "Sane".

We are all the same, even if it doesn't seem like it. We all go through the same things, even if we hide it. Don't have those thoughts of suicide, people would grieve and then dark things will happen.

We are all a little crazy.

W e  a r e  a l l  m a d  h e r e . . .

This seems like it would be from a scary book or something, but then I guess, life is scary. I might actually turn this into a book. All my books are based on real things. Life is a book, as each day goes on a new page is being read. I know this seems cheesy and all, but I just like putting my thoughts down on paper, who knows, I might put my life out on paper one day too...