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.
Everything I’ve ever loved has been taken from me. Why try for more? SO THEY CAN FUCKING TAKE THAT TOO?! I’ve been defeated time and time again. I’ve had my face smashed into the mud for so fucking long - I CAN’T FUCKING BREATHE, BRO. Trying to live is asinine. Resistance is futile. Death is welcomed. I wish someone would put a fucking bullet in my brain and end my misery. END ME.