Singing… we all have to sing.. or cry.. it doesn’t matter because no one hears us.. well they do… no one bothers to even care.. people are so vain right?… I I I… ME ME ME… vain little bastards right… well… so are we.. we post about how shitty we feel…. and act like the norms don’t understand.. because they’re too occupied with other shit but.. sigh.. There’s no point of understanding.. I’M not even sure if this is even sounding right, I’M not even looking back on my words.. well.. because fuck it.. sigh.. WE’RE all feeling like shit.. and all WE want is love or anger.. all WE want is..something to fill the empty..
There’s nothing to make us feel better but ourselves… souls.. hearts… everyone asks the meaning of life… if there IS a god.. well… why didnt god help ME they say… just..shut the fuck up…………….. no god.. no peace… we shaped our world and made our fucking beds.. as if depression was this invisible plague.. no…. don’t hide YOUR pain because fuck EVERY ONE ELSE.. let them know that YOU’RE suffering and that YOU are this way… fuck your pride… sigh.. I dont even know if I’M trying to send a message.. this is just another DEPRESSED TEEN ranting.. this is just another CRY FOR HELP…
I’M sick of this artificial world and all of it’s artificial bullshit…
13 comments
Yeah, it took me 18 months to realise that.
took me……………6th grade….four years ago?
It made perfect sense to me. So what now selbstmord. What are we going to do.
nothing. absolutely nothing.
Really, you think we should just sit here staring at the screen, wondering
I expected you to say ‘not even that’
Err… I think I’ll go out for a smoke and some fresh air at the same time.
that sounds lovely..
You intrigue me
yay me i guess… should i feel accomplished or something?..
You can if you like
some other time…
Ok but it’s more likely to be ‘something’ rather than accomplishment. Unfortunately, I’ve reached my quota for comments per day.
bye..