It's Friday it seems that nothing happened this week nothing moved as if everything stood still and I am still with it I find that crying does not help dying is not good enough and suicide is just a cowardly way of committing homicide totally spint from spending a life span of misery watching those who had it in for me honored medals pinned on their chest an injustice one must respect who have ever heard of this trying to perfect imperfectness whatever is on my mind I must put it on the line rather than going insane putting my brain in a bind truth is freedom freedom is truth so spill the beans and wipe up the juice