Every time I write something on here I’m embarrassed. It will seem like a good story, but when I read it later, I hate it. It happens everyday. It made me stop writing for seven weeks. I hate my own work. How do I stop? Help....

I’m friends with Mariam. Mariam’s friends with Claire. So I must be friends with Claire. But I’m not. I hate Claire.

Claire is a bitch. I can’t stand her. It’s hard to be friends with Mariam when she’s friends with Claire. No one is nice to Claire except Mariam. Everyone is nice to Mariam.

Mariam doesn’t actually like Claire. She is just a pushover. Her being a pushover gets annoying. That’s one...

When I was young, my favorite game was the game of life. My family thought it was boring so I would play alone. At first I was sad that I had to play alone, but I learned to adapt and make it fun.

Now I’m older and playing the real game of life. Not much has changed. I still play alone....

You win some

You lose some

I mostly lose...

Bump, pass, hit

I play like shit

I try to set

I fail

I try to serve

I fail worse

Bump, pass, hit

I should quit...

What the fuck am I going to do? I know nothing about philosophy. My philosophy is to leave philosophizing to the philosophers. But that’s me now I guess. Oh shit I gotta speak now.

“Hello everyone! It is I, the greatest philosopher in the world! I know you are all wondering the meaning of life. If you ask others, they will give you many different answers, but I have found the real one.”

Have I? ...

As I stand here before you, about to give a grand speech on the meaning of life, I can't help but feel a sense of irony. For I, who have spent my entire life pondering the mysteries of existence, am now in a body that is not my own. And yet, perhaps this is a fitting metaphor for the human experience. We are all strangers in our own bodies, trying to make sense of a world that is at once beautiful...

In the dark of night, when all is still,

The demons come, with claws and teeth to kill.

They chase me down, through endless halls of fear,

And I can't escape, no matter how I steer.

My heart pounds in my chest, my breath is short and quick,

As I run and run, through the shadows thick.

But still they come, with eyes that gleam with hate,

And I know that this time, I won't escape my fate.

I wake u...

Moon is hot

Moon is near

It’s way too hot

For us here

Why can’t sun,

Who’s far away,

Give off heat

So we can stay?

Moon is hot

Moon is near

The world might end

That I fear...

Please don’t get kittens

Kittens bite

Please don’t get dogs

Dogs bite

Please don’t get turtles

Turtles bite

Please don’t get birds

Birds bite

Please don’t get bunnies

Bunnies bite

Please don’t get pigs

Pigs bite

Please don’t get bears

Bears bite

Please don’t get gorillas

Gorillas bite

Please don’t get giraffes

Giraffes bite

Please don’t get bats

Bats bite

Please don’t get kittens

Kitten...