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well im in a lets be honest mood
to be honest i dont really want to be here ... infact to be honest i dont really want to be anywhere ... im so sick of the people around me ... and the people i talk to ... im so sick of having nothing to say ... or no one to say it to ... im so sick of getting hurt ... im so sick of being alone ... im so sick of just talking to myself ... im so sick of nothing being on tv ... or no good songs on the radio ... im sick of writing stories because they will never be true ... im so sick of dreaming ... cuz i always wake up ... im sick of hurting people ... im sick of people and their empty promises ... im sick of being lied to ... im sick of the word love ... what does it mean anyway ... im sick of writing ... im sick of typing ... im sick of talking ... im sick of thinking ... im sick walking ... im sick of being alive ... im sick of everything thats around me ... im sick of having nothing to do ... im sick of not wanting to do anything ... im sick of being cooped up in my room ... but i have no place to sit and think anymore ... im sick of not really knowing or being with jade ... im so sick of everything ... that i cant even keep typing it ... or my fingers will fall off ... theres just too much that i hate right now .. to keep going ...
i hate everything...
to be honest i dont really want to be here ... infact to be honest i dont really want to be anywhere ... im so sick of the people around me ... and the people i talk to ... im so sick of having nothing to say ... or no one to say it to ... im so sick of getting hurt ... im so sick of being alone ... im so sick of just talking to myself ... im so sick of nothing being on tv ... or no good songs on the radio ... im sick of writing stories because they will never be true ... im so sick of dreaming ... cuz i always wake up ... im sick of hurting people ... im sick of people and their empty promises ... im sick of being lied to ... im sick of the word love ... what does it mean anyway ... im sick of writing ... im sick of typing ... im sick of talking ... im sick of thinking ... im sick walking ... im sick of being alive ... im sick of everything thats around me ... im sick of having nothing to do ... im sick of not wanting to do anything ... im sick of being cooped up in my room ... but i have no place to sit and think anymore ... im sick of not really knowing or being with jade ... im so sick of everything ... that i cant even keep typing it ... or my fingers will fall off ... theres just too much that i hate right now .. to keep going ...
i hate everything...