Today was just as horrible. Everyday I think it will get better. I thought I would be how I used to be. Then I realize nothing has changed. And I just want to leave this earth. We all return to dust anyways. What is the point of existing in this miserable place we call our planet. I cant face another day of wishing for something more. I can’t face waking up tomorrow and pretending to be happy when all I want to do is crawl into such a small ball that I eventually disappear. No one understands the real me.
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What’s the real me? Everybody knows this place is ridiculous. I don’t know why we Must stay here when yea, we all DIE sooner or later. There’s people FOR life and people that just don’t care. The people that care about life say you’re supposed to believe in yourself and find understanding through yourself, that you’re supposed to find love and live it. But ME, I Await death. It is basically a miserable planet, these systems make it tolerable, but these systems also drive us to compete and drive us into poverty. Shit isn’t fair. I don’t know what I’m even living for I do just want to die. I’m so bored, I don’t care about shit.