No one cares about me. I'm a fuck up. A waste. Nothing to live for and nothing to die for. Made to sit alone, breathe alone and to be a desolate empty shell forever.
I may stop writing.
No one cares.
I ruin everything I come into.
And no one wants to read about my downfalls anyhow.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Umm
So, I need to learn to think before I say or do.
More and more I realize that I'm fucking retarded.
I never mean anything bad by most everything.
And I hate to use nuture as an excuse.
But, I was made into this thoughtless person.
Those around me have been selfish and careless.
I'm surprised I'm as decent as I am.
I'm appalled I even have compassion anymore.
At this, I'm sorry world for my indescrestions.
Most of the time, I don't mean it.
I'm a pretty alright person.
At least, I'll keep telling myself that.
It's managed to keep me from going crazy.
Not necessarily other people though, it seems.
More and more I realize that I'm fucking retarded.
I never mean anything bad by most everything.
And I hate to use nuture as an excuse.
But, I was made into this thoughtless person.
Those around me have been selfish and careless.
I'm surprised I'm as decent as I am.
I'm appalled I even have compassion anymore.
At this, I'm sorry world for my indescrestions.
Most of the time, I don't mean it.
I'm a pretty alright person.
At least, I'll keep telling myself that.
It's managed to keep me from going crazy.
Not necessarily other people though, it seems.
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