Why I Might Be the Last Sane Person On the Space Ship Earth…..

Outside of the fact that I don’t hear voices, and I am not really human; I would categorically have to state that I have come to the conclusion…. that every single peron around me is bat shit fucking cray cray…. Why have I come to this conclusion? Well, in part due to the fact that everyone of them seems to think that they are protecting me, when in fact all they are doing is putting me in more and more danger and causing me more and more stress. For a bunch of people that are trying to ensure that I am “happy,” they fail epicly as everytime I manage to find an ounce of happiness they seem to show up and start in with their endless badgering and thats when everything in my life goes to shit again.

Now this may sound nuts, but let me tell ya, everyone of them that is so concerned for my well being certainly cant seem to tell the truth to help them. Nor can they seem to figure out that if they are trying to help me then maybe they should fucking ask the person who they are trying to help what the fuck they should do rather than just add a bunch of shit to a body hoping that it won’t become a bomb full of god only knows what, from battery acid, to peroxide, to aspertine, and the rest of the damn chemicals that they seem to enjoy adding. So my dear friends, the guy who might not be crazy (in fact I have it on good opinion from many medical professionals) is going to keep doing what he does, and pray that all of those out there in the univers come to the undertanding that they are in fact incorrect and that I; yes I, might know a thing or two and might be able to fix all of their fucking issues if they would just let me….