I'm hurt. I'm angry. I'm sad.
But most of all, I'm disappointed. Deeply, soundly disappointed.
In everyone, and in everything.
So you know what? Fuck this shit. I'm just gonna be like everyone else, then. Fuck all your good points, fuck all your attempted consideration, fuck your compassion, fuck your tidings of well-being, and most of all, fuck your existences.
I wish to God I hadn't lived as sheltered a life as I have, so that I might have become better attuned to how cold and heartless the world is much faster than I already have.
But its kicking in now, and I'm done. With everyone, and everything. I haven't shed tears for any reason in as long as I can remember, but I'm finding myself unable to keep them back any longer. This time, they're for myself.
I've been the nice guy who takes the shit and winds up dead-last for the final time.
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