Put me out of my goddamn misery
I will never succeed, I will never get into the grad schools I want, I will never become a journalist and I will probably fail being a guitarist.
I will never find love.
I will never be happy, every day of my life will be filled with un-endless boredom and meaninglessness.
I will never have real friends I can trust and confide in, and if I do they'll be eternally far away and probably tire of me anyway.
Just put me out of my misery.
I thought that there was probably a reason why I didn't die 7-5 years ago, but perhaps there isn't at all. There's no reason. The only constant in my life is the unending tantalizing of things seemingly far from reach, the unfairness of life, suffering, regret, death.
Humanity is a freak of nature, it should have never existed.
I will never find love.
I will never be happy, every day of my life will be filled with un-endless boredom and meaninglessness.
I will never have real friends I can trust and confide in, and if I do they'll be eternally far away and probably tire of me anyway.
Just put me out of my misery.
I thought that there was probably a reason why I didn't die 7-5 years ago, but perhaps there isn't at all. There's no reason. The only constant in my life is the unending tantalizing of things seemingly far from reach, the unfairness of life, suffering, regret, death.
Humanity is a freak of nature, it should have never existed.