I do not shower every day. I like gay porn. I talk during movies. I love to cry. I'm a terrible singer. I can't dance. I can't ride a bike. I don't speak to my brother. I had an affair with a teacher. He was in a long term relationship at the time. I crashed my car and told people it wasn't my fault. This is harder than I thought it would be. I pretend to know it all but I don’t. I look forward to nothing. No ambitions, no expectations, no plans. I thought I’d be relieved after this. Maybe there’s something else bothering me. I don’t know what to do. I know what to do and I don’t want to.