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And I keep asking the question "Does it get worse?" and the answer is a resounding, "OF COURSE IT DOES, YOU STUPID FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!"
Suicide keeps looking more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more attractive each day. I cannot keep up this charade of being happy despite being completely frustrated and full of anger for my existence.
Instead of blowing my brains out like i fantasize about doing so often anymore, i will go to sleep. I will rise, I will go and fulfill what responsibilities I have. I will be lauded for my abilities. I will make others happy. I will then return to my cocoon of self-hatred and dissatisfaction until I no longer am able to come out of it.
This, ladies and germs, is how evil happens! Wheeeeeeee!!!!!
When i die it will be either from cancer or my own hand. Maybe even both.
Suicide keeps looking more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more attractive each day. I cannot keep up this charade of being happy despite being completely frustrated and full of anger for my existence.
Instead of blowing my brains out like i fantasize about doing so often anymore, i will go to sleep. I will rise, I will go and fulfill what responsibilities I have. I will be lauded for my abilities. I will make others happy. I will then return to my cocoon of self-hatred and dissatisfaction until I no longer am able to come out of it.
This, ladies and germs, is how evil happens! Wheeeeeeee!!!!!
When i die it will be either from cancer or my own hand. Maybe even both.