Things are starting to get fucking weird.
First off, there are drawings that are starting to show up.
Circles with X's through them. I know I have seen that symbol before but I can't place it.
There are also pages in my journal that have some odd drawings that I know I didn't do. I don't have that kind of time or artistic skill.
Another thing is the whole Thanksgiving trip. I didn't go yet everyone has been talking about how I was acting strange and that they were worried.
I don't know anymore. I'm tired.
I would be afraid if I wasn't just so damned tired and angry.
Fuck this guy. Why me? What the fuck did I do to deserve this.
Isn't this one of the stages of death? Anger?
Yeah. That's just a pleasant thought.
Fuck this, I'm out.