Anti abandons the internet.

i was never the same after that fateful day when i had to wipe up my father's tears, and pretend i hadn't heard the most earth-shattering news of my life.

i gave up and the darkness set in. i allowed the darkness in, because it kept hidden the things that hurt me. and i began to build on the distortion, giving it a foundation and solid ground to rest on.

there's a roaring tiger inside of me, and it had the chance to bite of my father's head, and it did. i chewed up what was left and spit in out an old pepsi can i was using as an ashtray/spitoon.

this big, puffed up, over inflated PEACOCK is gonna step on MY head? who's back is safe from stabbery? no ones.

i saw my shrink tonight. i think im gonn keep seeing her...