As some of you may know, i have a second 'me', that i don't show to the outside world. At least i try not too. Last night, i let it show. I don't know how it happened, at all.
This is so horrible. But yet it's good. Because now my Dad see's how fucked up i really am.
I became severely depressed last night when driving home from a friends house. I blacked up while driving, and ended up hitting a light pole in the walmart parking lot.
I then, apparently, sent a series of text messages, in way horrible grammar, barely understandable, to my best friend. Here's what they said, exactly as i typed them out on my phone (i'm looking through my outbox, these will go in sequence of first, second, third, etc.)
1.) I'll always love amanda. I don't know what to do. I cant. Fuck dude. I. I dnt know. I love her so much.
2.) Its fucking bs. I shouldnt lover her. The only reason i want to date gabby or sarah is so i can hopefully forget bout amanda. i fucking hate this so much. No one knows or understands. Fucking shit. Shes prolly in bed w him now. He gets to hold her. kiss her. I hate this. I cant live like this. Just fucking end it. I pray i dnt wake up every night. I cant stand thinking of her. Fucking i want to get in a bad accident. This is fucking bullshit.
3.) U dont know man. Im so depresed. Im weak rite now. Can barly text. Cant hold head up. Im done man. I hate that people care bout me. I waxt ty die i want to die. I want tmdn fuckchng die. Cant hold my phone. Baretky txt.
4.) Its werd. I can picture my suicide. I watched a grl hang herself. I can c my bdy there. I can c my bdy there. But i cant go threw w it. Im to big of a fucking puss.
LAST ONE
5.) But i cant talk bout it w any one.i have this whole other me. That no one sees. Im severly depressed josh. Severely. I fall asleep thinking of ways to die. Josh no one knows this. U know when u ask me if 'u ok man?' and i say ya, just tired? Im not ok. If i ever look sad or anything thats y. Because im severly depresed and suicidal. Thats what i spend my time thinking about josh.
This is scary. It's scary because i told him this. It's scary because it's all true. I, in my right mind, would NEVER tell ANYONE about this other me.
Goddamn.
I think i'm getting worse.
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Im a front porch sittin, guitar pickin, moonshine sippin,
baccer chew spittin, COUNTRY BOY FROM THE WOODS.