Ok, are you ready? I had severe depression in high school and wrote tons and tons of poetry and random things in my notebooks. Most of the time I was so hopped up on hormones and meds that I really don't remember writing a lot of it. Here we go!
Can you read that? It says 'Cheerleaders Suck!' with a badly drawn cheerleader underneath. (I was bullied by a few of them, so.)
That top one might be one of the more profound things I ever wrote.
1998 was a good, angsty year for poetry. I dated this dude for 3 years in high school and we were terrible for each other, but, you know...first love and virginity takers and all that.
This gem got published in one of those poetry anthology things that everyone who enters gets published. Which I didn't realize at the time, so I thought I was some hot shot awesome poet and kept on writing bad poetry.
This is a particularly terrible one about listening to my stomach digest food.
Classic self loathing.
I even wrote haikus!
This one is actually awesome. It's a full page, front and back, of poems written using Descendents lyrics.
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me...
Embarrassing admission of guilt re: listening to shitty music.
And this last one is for Desdemona!
I haven't even tackled photos yet...