Half a croissant, on a plate, with a sign in front of it saying '50c'
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Brigitte

I'm a crazy suicidal person. I'm bitter about certain things, but I don't show it. I like funky ideas, funky clothes, funky people, funky places, funky everything. I seem like a real happy person to almost everyone. But secretly, I'm crying out for help. I feel like I always have to put on an act just to please people; I have to believe what my mother does; I have to be in the top 10% of my class; I have to be respectable; I have to live up to the expectations that my sisters before me did. I hate it. Anyway, I've never made a heard-out call for help. I really think that I have some kind of mental thing going on because I cry everyday and never know why, and I never let anyone see what kind of pain and depression that I suffer from. I've tried to decipher my suicide; I've come to the conclusion that I should overdose on some otc drugs instead of stabbing myself senseless, so that nobody is held responsible for a murder of me. Anyway, the only thing that ever really makes me happy is the theater where I can let out some of these emotions or being with or talking to some really cool people who don't have the burdens held against them that I have. But on the subject of why I have an account at this site, it's a way for me to escape from the mental pictures of mine that I hate or the unpleasing world that I have to face. I really hope that I can get some laughs out of this.

[Nov 30 2000]
   
 

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