Hi part three of me. I guess I can't sleep when I think heavy things. There's a part of me when I want to go crazy and I do go crazy. I had yet punch someone though but I'm sure that if I do I'll make sure to knock that person out.
When I do go to bed though I just look up at my ceiling for a long long time. Then I start asking questions. Questions that I keep giving hypotheticals to but the ifs don't matter to me. I've lived a life full of challenges, risks and troubles. The questions that I ask are so damn silly sometimea I just want to answer it.
My friends are my most valuable prized treasures that I discovered. No matter how disturbed, violent or eccentric they are. They are what makes my day. I wouldn't trade them for any given day. So to all my friends here in fubar thanks!