If a homeless man can get a gf, there must be something seriously wrong with me.
Just watch Lead Me Home on Netflix.
Is possibly having diabetes and a bad gallbladder something seriously wrong with you? Or being insane?
I never knew homelessness was so bad, that is what happens to homeless people.
I almost cried more than once, or maybe actually crying. I didn’t take my anti depressant last night. Didn’t want to puke.
So what, I care about people if I’m depressed? But if I’m not depressed, I could care less? Makes perfect sense.
Good idea, don’t take my anti depressant anymore. That’ll end well. Then I’ll be too depressed to want a gf.
There’s some hot ladies working at Sacred Heart. That’s why it’s my favorite hospital.
Do they do sex changes there? I want to be no sexual, that is have no penis or pussy. Then you can’t call me a faggot anymore, since I won’t have a gender anymore. I’ll like whatever the fuck I want, and there’s no insult you can give me anymore.
Except, I’ll fail the sanity test, so bad they didn’t give me a sanity test, when I said I want no dick or pussy. Where will the piss come out? My nose?