if i were a psychologist.. and e patient was me..
*think happy thoughts* i cant.. *try harder.. concentrate a little more* i really cant..
ok.. lets start this over again..
*think happy thoughts* somethings coming.. hold on.. it might not be happy.. but its a thought *its ok.. come.. try to bring it closer..* i think i really dont like myself..i dont like where im living.. *happy thoughts* hey. i hate living! *stabs patient* at last..i think im seeing the light *smiling..ya there now.. thats a happy thought*
-and the line goes dead-