Damm you bastard diploma!

Who knew a missing diploma could cause so much heartache. Fuck this i should just go kill myself. Why did i read that letter, why did i smell it, why. It started out with my older writings. It moved on to things people had written to me. And my heart is breaking because those people are so far away. Its a damm conspiracy. Right down to the music my i tunes chooses to play when there are 8000 songs to pick and shuffle from. Shuffle karma, incurred for stopping the shuffled songs to hear something you want to.

The price of being a garbage collector is you have to face your entire past if you want to find something from a moment in time.

God damm it, I have no idea why I'm still alive.