I am 25 years old. From the time I was brought into this world, I have lived a life of frugality, extreme hardships, mockery, degredation, abandonment, negligence, abuses of all kind, and the list will continue to go on and on. It is a gift that we have the ability to cease our existences. Make no mistake, we die alone. Whatever we do, in trying to live our lives in such ways as to achieve fulfillments and satisfactions, we struggle within. I am drunk at the moment. I have had about two bottles of red wine. Yes, I used what remained of my money. At least before I die, I would like to have tasted the feeling of comfort. Alcohol has become comforting; only then am I able to fully express my emotions.
No one alive is capable of surviving all the things I have gone through. Even Satan himself will cower away from living my life. No one is capable of enduring my hatred. I despise, I hate, I abhor. Who out there has a heart? Love does not exist in this world. We are a race of greedy, hateful, and deceitful macabre populace. If there is a god out there, then I challenge him! How dare he bring me to this world and suffer undefeatable consequences, for and to which I am never the master of!
I intend to die and no one is capable of stopping me. My plans are to be put into actions; they must done. You, who read, dare not laugh at me. I curse anyone who mocks or belittle my incurable sufferings. We are in the process of dying since we were into this world; I am taking me leave.
You, who read, the music of life is composed of majors and minors. What little we have to achieve in this world! I have but one advise to whoever may be reading this; be kind to others and make no one suffer. Perhaps, yes perhaps, you may be able to look into the eyes of your demons and see in them sorrow. | |
Where do you get your demons? I'd like to get a couple.
Love,
The Devil
Love,
satan
my life is shit too I had to grow up fast just so that I could protect the people I love the most and they end up being the most ungrateful and blame me for everything
I'm afraid to give up and somehow what you say scares me
I beg you please dont give up
Even thou we dont know eachother I still care
I'm with you when you say life is trivial..at least that's what you try so hard to tell yourself because you care too much..about everything..I'm not trying to stereotype, but i'm the same way..
You haven't said much about why you feel this way but, I think it's safe to say that for one, you're too smart for your own good, and two, it's not your fault that life sucks..only you have control over you..and that is all.
Your locked in your own cage of torment everyday..because of your fear and hatred of being something great..or terrible.
don't give up..I'd bet a years pay, that your not as bad as you think you are, my friend.
Red wine gives you a nasty hangover. Drink lots of water before you go to bed. It will help a little.
What you really need is to get laid. Fat girls are easy and so greatful for the attention. Go pick one of those up. When you sober up I mean.
Best of luck,
Clarity
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