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it feels like there are nails in my throat....my head is spinning...tossing around ideas....i think of were i've come from and how far i've gotten in the short time of change that was in braced upon me....i hate having to make choices...i just hate my life....i wish that i could just sleep the day away care free...wish people didn't depend on what i say and what i do to live out there lives....it's time for change....but is that change going to be for good or bad? i just don't care any more...the more dark and twisted my soul becomes it would seem the more philisofical i become....and the more spilt personalitty also i would concur. so in order to understand one darkest thoughts and feelings one must embrace them? am i correct? how strange....and exsighting....for the man of the darkness(the grim reaper/death) i seem to still be learning about the true meaning of darkness and what it means to be alone...not physicaly alone but mentaly and emottional...am i sane? the answer i plain as day...i am not on any level...am i bipolar? yes...am i a nice guy? some times....am i a living human? ...what does it mean to be human?what makes us classified as humans and not plants or some thing else?