My hormones be all weird lately… and I’m trying to cover to terms with my imaginary relationship and my imaginary breakup which was not a breakup because it’s an imaginary relationship so the breakup never actually happened with my imaginary wife whose a very real person that I never met before but is part of this group of people friends from TCU Delta Gamma group that sound like they were coordinating around people I know personally from the past with similar names, I wrote this out before on another journal post, around the time I was tripping out about mom’s new place being bugged when I had to help her move in Honey Grove, and then I realize this group of people in TCU can tune in to what’s going on on my phone like it’s an open mic and camera, before I left for Houston with my savings to try to make it there when everything didn’t work out, then to top it off I realize and am made aware that even homeless people are picking up leaked surveillance information about me, anyways all the TCU people up and left to some other state, and smells like horse shit, and I tried to hollah. Confused. So umm I think Sydney Sweeney is trying to hollah at me… and says she’s single… reminds me of my middle and high school crush that I request a song for in the radio, then I never knew what to talk to her about it what to say, that kind of end up going to prom with someone that suddenly remind me of the name of my imaginary wife which makes really weird now. I didn’t get to go to prom or walk the stage at graduation because I got drugged up six months to graduation and cage in prison. Bad thoughts