I genuinely don’t want to be in this world anymore. Of course everyone is drunk or on drugs. EVERYTHING IS SO FUCKED UP.
No money. No friends. No family. The food is poisoned. Doctors are fucked. The police are fucked. The courts are fucked. NOBODY FUCKING CARES.
“Don’t get wasted.” Why not? My life is a fucking waste. Why should have to be present for this shit?
Everything is boring. There’s nothing to talk about. What’s the point anyway? NOTHING CHANGES.
Unless you’re satisfied being a fucking drone, and happy to take another heaping helping of bullshit at every waking moment, it’s painful to be alive.
Walk one mile in my shoes, and tell me I’m wrong. Who cares. Nobody’s listening anyway.
Welp… I hope you’re doing ok, and I’m glad you felt comfortable expressing yourself here.
You might want to check out our Mental Processing Center. I hope it helps.
Love, The Mod
I’m ok. I’m still here. The storm always passes, but I’m thankful to have a place to vent. Sometimes the pressure is too much to bear. I’d never hurt myself or anyone else, but I gotta let of some “word steam” sometimes.