The Thoughts

Welcome to the inner most thoughts of my fucked up mind. What is wrong with me?

I started writing this blog intending to allow strangers into my mind… an experiment if you wish. The only problem was that I couldn’t scribble a single sentence before I wanted to go do something else.

I’m the kind of person that gets taken by music. A single song can make me feel extreme ecstasy or take me into the darkest depths of depression 

“Wine is fine, but whiskey is quicker. Suicide is slow with liquor.” – Ozzy Osborne 

I’ve been contemplating suicide daily. A phrase that shoots through my mind, “you won’t miss me when I’m gone.”