Fuck
It's cold.
And life is boring.
Even the exciting bits you make up in your head seem dull.
Maybe it's cuz it's false hope. Maybe it's cuz it won't happen.
Don't feel I've got shit to look forward to.
Don't feel much like I'm alive at all.
I feel frustration, I feel anger. I don't feel much happiness.
Don't feel like I really deserve to feel happiness.
I'm sick of it being this way.
No, this isn't a suicide note. I'm not going to go and top myself, or cut my wrists and bleed to death, or drown myself or hang myself or god knows whatelse.
I feel very unhappy today.
I can't be stuffed doing anything. I'm tired. I feel cranky. I just wanna be alone.
I can't be bothered with anyone. Least of all school. Not much longer to have to struggle though. Here I come, 19th.
Then they call all get well and truly rooted.
Oh, yeah... then it's on to College. Fucking wonderful.
Life is a horrible, horrible thing, but at teh same time, you don't want to give it up.
Somehow I think death would be even more boring. But at least you don't have to waste paper and write pointless 'extended answers', going around and around and around in circles when you could just say 'yes' or 'no' as simple as that.
I could have murdered my German teacher yesterday.
Didn't understand a fucking word he said when I bloody well should have. Guess that's what I get for forgetting what day it was. Still, motherfucker. He could have taken a fucking hint and fucked off.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Doesn't look like the same word anymore.
It's all I've got to say though.
Fuck.
And life is boring.
Even the exciting bits you make up in your head seem dull.
Maybe it's cuz it's false hope. Maybe it's cuz it won't happen.
Don't feel I've got shit to look forward to.
Don't feel much like I'm alive at all.
I feel frustration, I feel anger. I don't feel much happiness.
Don't feel like I really deserve to feel happiness.
I'm sick of it being this way.
No, this isn't a suicide note. I'm not going to go and top myself, or cut my wrists and bleed to death, or drown myself or hang myself or god knows whatelse.
I feel very unhappy today.
I can't be stuffed doing anything. I'm tired. I feel cranky. I just wanna be alone.
I can't be bothered with anyone. Least of all school. Not much longer to have to struggle though. Here I come, 19th.
Then they call all get well and truly rooted.
Oh, yeah... then it's on to College. Fucking wonderful.
Life is a horrible, horrible thing, but at teh same time, you don't want to give it up.
Somehow I think death would be even more boring. But at least you don't have to waste paper and write pointless 'extended answers', going around and around and around in circles when you could just say 'yes' or 'no' as simple as that.
I could have murdered my German teacher yesterday.
Didn't understand a fucking word he said when I bloody well should have. Guess that's what I get for forgetting what day it was. Still, motherfucker. He could have taken a fucking hint and fucked off.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Doesn't look like the same word anymore.
It's all I've got to say though.
Fuck.