They put me in the psych ward. Lucky me. I met a cute artist chick. Sadly my feelings for her weren't mutual.
I waited 2 days in a park for her.
I got my diagnosis's changed to depression and PTSD. Now that I'm not labeled a schizophrenic. (I got diagnosed with it at 5.) I can join the military. Here's hoping I can become a field medic.
Punished-cueball
I'm sick of being a hindered thug...