I’m fucking tired. So tired. Sick of the daily struggle.
Everyday, relentless. It just Dosnt end.
Sitting here, loaded shot gun. I can make it all end. Fuck it why not.
One decent reason I don’t wanna go alone.I fucking hate the lot of you. Every ****. I should take you all with me.
Stuck at a job I hate, get no respect.
The women I love. Toying with me. She asked me if I was gay today. Fuck me.
How did life get so fucked. How did I end up here.
Fuck it, burn in he’ll you pack of miserable cunts.
I’ll meet you there.