Saving Jane Doh

 I swear sometimes I just do things for no other reason than the mere fact that I can. Like I don’t even know if anybody reads these, but why do I write? Because I can. And so far, no one has told me to shut up. N if they did I’d probably start a conversation. So sometimes that makes me a jerk. I’m really just in exploration mode. N being tired n cold are two very bad combinations for me. But I could change that if I wanted. It’s so retarded, I’m almost just exploring what it’s like to be a jerk. Jerk off….yes. Sucks. Remember that. Maybe my morals aren’t strong enough at this point. Lord help us all who do things because we can.