I feel mad.
The emotions I don't want to admit, but I will anyways...
Angry: There's a lot of reasons.
Crazy: Why hallo thar things that aren't.... or shouldn't be there.
Lost: See angry.
Pain: I cut my thumb on my sword. My head is pounding. You guys are giving me heart attacks.
Blood-thirst: I don't know why.
Despair: See Angry and Blood-Thirst.
Hatred: Here's the fun one. One that helps with Emotions 1 and 5.
Right now.... I hate almost everyone in varying amounts.
I hate my Team for scaring me and making me stay up all night with worry.
I hate Guess for making me spend hours on riddles.
I hate the majority of Proxies for being evil bastards.
I hate the gods for a lot of things.
I hate my radio for playing music relevant to me.
I hate Slendy for ruining my life.
But worst.... I hate myself.
I hate that I can't control myself.
I hate that I want to kill everyone within a mile radius.
I hate that I rely on a blog to calm myself down and organise my thoughts.
I hate that I'm not Shelby Willingham anymore...
I'm not. She was a sweet, innocent kid who liked to doodle and sing silly songs and play with kids and just be normal. Call me Alyx or Justice. They're more me than Shelby was.
Black-Eyed Peas, stop lying. Tonight is not a good night.
I think I'm going to work some more on my script now.
Please, anyone, anyone who wants to actually talk to me, email me. Something. I'm losing my family. Frap's in a badspot, Astrid, Sharpie, and Murphy are dead. I lost all of my friends through a mistake that I wish I cold make up for, but I can't. Now no one trust me...
I can't trust anyone.