..Bittersweet Stranger..

Have you ever watched Kimora:Life in the Fab Lane?

well i have.and i wish i could be her.She’s rich and she has her own clothing line.i wanna have my own clothing line.

i sometimes find myself talking to myself(i know,its weird). but its comfort to me.

question:do you  hear a voice in your head that talks to you?

well,i do.and i talk back sometimes.its fun.talking to the voice(s) in my head can be a challenge.its more like voices in my head.

its a constant battle between me and them(them,referring to the voices in my head).its kinda like those cartoons show that you watch that has a devil and an angel on their shoulder.But,mine is in my head.

i fell like im a clown walking around the town naked making stupid faces. seriously.

i cant really complain about my life.Sure,its not as fabulous as Kimora’s life is,but its better than nothing.I have wonderful parents that somehow rather found a way to put up with my tantrums(i get angry very easily).I have a sister that understands what im going through(lets face it,she was once a teenager too).And friends that can put up with my crappy-shitty-moody-attitude. I’ve got all the things that i wanted(except for a professional camera,that could be my bday present.So,what is there to complain about?!

The voices in my head!

the one that keeps bugging me in the middle of the night when i cant sleep. or any other time when im alone thinking.

STOP!

STOP TALKING TO ME.STOP BUGGING ME!

okay,now,im just freaking everybody out.

i think i gotta go see a PSYCHIATRIST!

or whatever doctor that has something to do with the mind(or brain).

i think its just me.

Its just me going coo-koo/loco(translation=C.R.A.Z.Y)

yup.its just me going crazy.no worries.