It’s like I don’t even care about my girlfriends anymore, lol.
I mean, I don’t get photoshoots or premieres anymore, you know, so it’s like… what’s the point? I mean, even the movies have dried up. So it’s like… that’s just not much out there, anymore, that would truly interest me.
So I have fentanyl, then.
So I’ll make THAT my new girlfriend, since it does indeed love me, I mean, I can FEEL it, lol.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, god it hurts, lol.
God I’m dumb.
Fuck me, what a waste of a life. I mean I had such promise, lol. And look at what I’ve become. Ughk, this sucks. I mean, I don’t want to just end up yet another casualty, but… I… I’m like, already there, lol. I mean I just can’t do it, you know?
Fuck.
I just feel so lost. It’s like there is no way out of this. It’s a maze without an exit. I can’t get out. I’m trapped.
This sucks.
I’m dead, lol.
Fuck.