Digging my own little pit despair.....only enough room for one.

I sometimes, ask myself what the hell is wrong with me. Am I forever burdened with paranoia and fear? Will my only friends be doubt and self-loathing? I dont know, but at least I have my huge fanbase of one guy in Texas, then I will be ok. My life isn't as bad as I say it is. Maybe it isn't actually other people's fault for my misfortune. Eh, who am I kidding, it's all their fault and not of it is mine. I think I just need some female compainionship and I will be alright. Tasha is a really great person and really enjoy her company. Yet, it is kinda soon for us to be in relationship. We aren't in our right place for a relationship right now. She trying to get her money right and so am I. Well, it seems I got nothing else to say at this point. I will holla at all ya later. Buh bye.