I don’t like this world, my world. I don’t like the way things are for me and around me. I hate this shit.
Satan rules this world. Do you agree or disagree? Why or why not?
I had a revelation. I ask myself when I’m going to die and my mind gives me this answer. I think that I will die in a car crash accident when I’ll be 41. I’m 32 now.
I wish that I could die just by thinking about it without having to physically kill myself
Living surrounded by my enemies. It’s possible but it’s pretty hard
How can a human be happy in this world when everything is fucked up? Why aren’t things going alright for everyone? Why isn’t everything perfect? Why the constant struggle?
It would be nice to die in my sleep tonight. If it was that easy. This world is pure evil but I’m better than that am I not? Hmmm so why the f..k am I here? To become a victim or to become a monster?
Just wondering…
One of the reasons I feel like dying is because I never get along with other people
A little sad…upset…
This heavy chest…this feeling of being a prisoner…
F..k this…all of it…
So alone …So lonely…
How are you all doing?
My soul is howling
My soul is crying in the night
Nobody can hear it
The pain is cosmological
Nobody can bear it
They don’t give a shit
My mind is tormented
I can’t understand this world
Matter is crazy, consciousness is fucked
How and why did they join together
If there’s no logic to be found in this act
It’s bad if people don’t get to understand this
Cause this ignorance makes them slaves contempt in their prisons
Never wanting to be free
Is it better to be dead
Then why live in misery
So many years of broken relationships. I wonder if there was a time in history where people lived in harmony or at peace with each other.
I’m feeling alone. I have nobody who I can talk about my problems. I don’t know anyone who would help me. I don’t have anyone to share my dreams with.
I feel like everything is almost already dead because nothing much, new, exciting is happening
Sometimes I feel like k!lling mys3lf. Like now. But I can’t do it. I’m tired of me, my life. I believe that I might exist in some way even after death and I might not escape these miserable feelings .
I Don’t Understand this f’d up World
I’m tired of all this suffering. Because I can’t have normal relationships with others I feel like killing myself. I’m a soft person. Why do I let myself affected by mean, inconsiderate words and actions? I wish I was tough
I think that this year might be the end. If nothing changes this year or the next I’m pretty determined to die.
Cold and lonely
I feel like shit. Garbage
I feel like everything is dying around me. People, society, nature, friendships, ideas, communities. And I don’t know if I or anyone can do something about it
Most of the people qualities I encountered: shallow, vain, self centered, cold and unavailable