can you imagine?? i am alive, in this body, someone as disgusting, ugly, selfish, lazy, sensitive and stupid as me.
i wish i could disappear, from everyone’s memory. i can end this, i’m not afraid to (unless i have to slice my neck open or sth) but i can’t further on hurt them anymore. i’m never good enough when i exist, and i’ll continue to do the same even if i leave. i am tired of being trapped in this way of life, these roofs, this piece of sky and limited routes to certain locations, this head, this face, this mind. i can’t stand my thoughts. i hate my existence so bad while i pity myself for my current situation, i had the audacity to
i can barely make it through a single day. my past memories kept flooding me, every single second, every time i try to be happy with how i am now. when’s the last time i lived for one day without these kind of thoughts? these fucking memories, my thoughts, my opinion on politics, art, people, i’m so sick of it.