I have grown so sick of this place...
I fucked around with life so long that i drove most anyone decent away from me, then i was forced to stop paying attention to the parasites I was hosting, most of them finally dried up and fell off.
When I sleep, I sleep alone, When I go out, I do so alone.
I eat alone. I laugh alone, I cry alone.
I know Im not "super-attractive" or anything like that, but it isnt like im a total dick or anything either. Im at least intelligent enough to understand how bad Ive made things for myself.. i can hold a conversation, I can challenge.
Why doesnt any of that matter anymore?
Do people just avoid me because Im odd?
Would I need to be prettier to be "allowed" to get to know you? .. am I wrong to resent that??
Im tired of crotch hungry, abusive, braindead cavemen and soulless, cheating, vile whores.
Doesnt anyone have any respect for themselves..?
Why is it so hard for me to find and know some people that actually love life? Those that actually care about tommorow... those that can think for themselves.
I am tired of keeping these sentiments to myself.
Who I am inside.. I simply CANNOT be this uncommon.
Please dont let me be this uncommon.
I fucked around with life so long that i drove most anyone decent away from me, then i was forced to stop paying attention to the parasites I was hosting, most of them finally dried up and fell off.
When I sleep, I sleep alone, When I go out, I do so alone.
I eat alone. I laugh alone, I cry alone.
I know Im not "super-attractive" or anything like that, but it isnt like im a total dick or anything either. Im at least intelligent enough to understand how bad Ive made things for myself.. i can hold a conversation, I can challenge.
Why doesnt any of that matter anymore?
Do people just avoid me because Im odd?
Would I need to be prettier to be "allowed" to get to know you? .. am I wrong to resent that??
Im tired of crotch hungry, abusive, braindead cavemen and soulless, cheating, vile whores.
Doesnt anyone have any respect for themselves..?
Why is it so hard for me to find and know some people that actually love life? Those that actually care about tommorow... those that can think for themselves.
I am tired of keeping these sentiments to myself.
Who I am inside.. I simply CANNOT be this uncommon.
Please dont let me be this uncommon.
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I hope your birthday is refreshingly free from crotch hungry, abusive, braindead cavemen