NotFrankGehry

One more day. 24 hours. Of nothing, really. That's kind of what my days have been. Nothing. And yet another night, oh how hard it is to be awake. There are no good thoughts at night, no happiness, no laughter. It's just a bold mixture of sorrow and regret. Every night. How splendid. I'm standing on the edge again. One step from breaking down. And I see it, the hill that tolls my fall, you know? It's a constant battle between the chains that hold me in place and the darkness that awaits me ahead. Welcome to my life. To this constant tug-o-war between bad and worse. They say there's more to life than just survive. Hell, surviving's hard as it

Hello, I've been called many names, but you can call me Frank. Hell, that's what they've been calling me lately, and I kinda like it. So, who am I? I'm someone who hates himself. I'm someone who has lost their will, their happiness, their hope. I'm tied to the past but with no future to hold on to. What can I say about myself? I got all the textbook problems, you know? I'm depressed , I'm paranoid, I can't sleep. I live on false hopes and disappointments. Yes, this is me, hi. I wish I was telling you a story. So, what can I say? I have a nasty habit of escaping reality by playing videogames. Some people say I'm addicted. Deep down I have to a