Well, there’s another cut to add with the others. What could be more fun?
I hate life. What’s the point in living when you have nothing? I always have this weight on my chest and its so hard to breathe. I just want to scream fuck everything. I don’t want people to tell me it gets better, it doesn’t. I hate when people say they know how I feel. You don’t know a damn thing about me. I don’t show how I feel. And it’s going to stay that way.
I have no feelings anymore. It’s like they all just went away. I catch myself acting the way people think i should react. I get mad here and there, but that pretty much it. Life sucks.Â