No one is there for me when I need them. No one is there to catch me if I fall.
Family? Nope.
Friends? Nah.
Suicide hotlines? Not even.
“No one can love me” because I’m “so weird and selfish.”
There are people who are willing to argue that that’s not the case, but I bet they’re too fucking busy to even care. Hahahahahahahahaha ;).
Dad’s lectures are stupid as fuck and full of loopholes.
Mum’s his trusty yes man.
And I’m sorry, but the perfect, obedient son you’re looking for is in another castle.
Should have just eaten me when I was an egg, you god damn FUCKERS…
…HEY NIGGERS! YOU WANT MY LIFE SO FUCKING BAD? WELL, YOU CAN HAVE IT!
I DON’T NEED IT.
[When I say niggers, I don’t mean the beautiful black population of this world that outnumbers me 7,000,000,000 to 1, but all you fuckers out there that like telling people “there are people in Africa who would kill for the life you have.”]
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Ha.
You sound a bit like me when I can’t be bothered with anything.
I hope you don’t die.
Thanks man, I hope my suffering and torment is prolonged too.
In all seriousness though, thanks Mouse ;).
ib4 a million people swamp you to steal your life lol.
Hahahahahaha 😉
What about Africa. Maybe take a trip.
I was that way before.
I AM that way yet :p
How did your parents take finding out?