So, as you can see, I'm wavering in and out of sort of a psychotic state. I really don't understand the deal with Rosanna Arquette myself, and all this stuff about Antichrist and prophesy just seems nuts, huh? Once again, it had been drugs and porn which got me into this mess. I can only hope the Lord will heal me, as He has previously when I wrecked myself. I'm thinking I could learn that what of an angel I really should want is the halo, and not the wings. Okay, non-sequitor... I'm trying, though.
Lord, help me get through another day.
Let me not f*ck up.
Amen.
H Tre
5:35pm friday, 7th december
It seems like there would have to be more than just "drugs and porn" which got you into your mess. Many people overindulge in both regularly and don't end up "mad". Perhaps you should explore/recognize the possiblity of other factors.
Stand
10:11pm friday, 7th december
I always thought I detected something a little off with my mother. She sometimes would go off on strange tangents. She's good nowadays, but perhaps there was a genetic influence.