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i really really hate boys.
seriously, what the hell is wrong with them?
i try and understand, so fucking hard, and then i think i get it, and they go and do something amazingly retarded and even though i've throughoutly convinced myself that it's never anyone's fault and everyone's just trying to get by like everyone else and we should just understand and move on.. i can't help but want to fucking kill them.
but honestly. it really isn't his fault. it's not like he WANTS to be this fucked up. he's influenced by his brother and father, who's probably been influenced by someone else, who was really fucked up. and it's just a never-ending line of fucked up people with no hope. but just the thought of someone who could be like that, who could be so hopeless and masochistically/sadistically trapped inside themselves, is so depressing.. and it makes me really sad. and i know that without the existance of horrible things, we wouldn't be able to appreciate the wonderful things. but i don't care.. i just want to stay in my room for the rest of my life. i want to run away from my problems. from life. from everything. i want to hide, i want to stick my head in a hole and pretend nothing's wrong, because i KNOW there are bad, horrible things, but there's nothing i can do about it, and i'm just sick of worrying about them.
everything's always misleading in movies. it's falsely advertising life, making it seem like it'll always turn out perfect in the end, but a lot of the times it doesn't. humans are so masochistic. we're making money off of disappointing ourselves, selling ourselves the hope of a good life, a happy ending.
i think too much. aaaaaaah.
i want a mom who makes cookies =(
some people take their moms for granted.
it makes me sad.
EVERYTHING is making me sad right now.
i'm just in a depressing mood.
i think i need some homemade cookies.
seriously, what the hell is wrong with them?
i try and understand, so fucking hard, and then i think i get it, and they go and do something amazingly retarded and even though i've throughoutly convinced myself that it's never anyone's fault and everyone's just trying to get by like everyone else and we should just understand and move on.. i can't help but want to fucking kill them.
but honestly. it really isn't his fault. it's not like he WANTS to be this fucked up. he's influenced by his brother and father, who's probably been influenced by someone else, who was really fucked up. and it's just a never-ending line of fucked up people with no hope. but just the thought of someone who could be like that, who could be so hopeless and masochistically/sadistically trapped inside themselves, is so depressing.. and it makes me really sad. and i know that without the existance of horrible things, we wouldn't be able to appreciate the wonderful things. but i don't care.. i just want to stay in my room for the rest of my life. i want to run away from my problems. from life. from everything. i want to hide, i want to stick my head in a hole and pretend nothing's wrong, because i KNOW there are bad, horrible things, but there's nothing i can do about it, and i'm just sick of worrying about them.
everything's always misleading in movies. it's falsely advertising life, making it seem like it'll always turn out perfect in the end, but a lot of the times it doesn't. humans are so masochistic. we're making money off of disappointing ourselves, selling ourselves the hope of a good life, a happy ending.
i think too much. aaaaaaah.
i want a mom who makes cookies =(
some people take their moms for granted.
it makes me sad.
EVERYTHING is making me sad right now.
i'm just in a depressing mood.
i think i need some homemade cookies.