I’ve had shockin dream of being th solver surfer, taking silver nitrate, when it should have been gold

I thought she was me –

Dissociation identity disorder –

I wonder how many shit things will happen today in here.

Lina – my own voice ( aged )

Association – ( I’m not sure why the ex is wrong )

It always is – psychiatrists cannot diagnose correctly :

I’m dying – and I have had weird dreams.

I cannot work now as my body has been broken and I cannot study with a charge of speaking threateningly

I’ll probably just go to jail

I do not want to find a flat with flatmates as other people are awful

The people here are horrific as are the staff – (Duran will again refuse me leave )

I’m lol have another day locked inside –

Why he does this to me is beyond me?

Of course I argue

I want anti depressants because I’m so depressed and have always had them :

He is teing to kill

E bu his stupid assertion around the new dx.

Association – perhaps I should have taken the good, instead of the silver?

I want to die – I really do and I smell.

My socks are smelly

End of times, end of days –

Complete, incomplete

Not much point in caring on

Ingratitude-

Sausage, salami, slim

I’ll never again get what is mine

Backpackers