November 15, 2010
Mary's a fuckin' prick
"I find myself despicable. Death is my dream. It is difficult to sleep because of psychosomatic pain in my spine. I feel, unlike many. It's hard to love, like many. I have had a good life, am loved, desired, even idolized by many. However, I find myself unbearably compelled to self-annihilation. Viciously, I bring myself to subhuman levels of mental agony. I hate almost everything in my life, almost everything about myself. The way people treat me makes me want to die while simultaneously castigating myself vigourously for not treating people well enough. I consider myself a vile and putrid bastard and I will rot in Hell if there is one."
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