Sometimes i think, i make a fool
of my self, i just can not understand
why all of my thoughts come and go. Why my perspective always makes me
look like i'm on the top of the world. For once i wish that some thing
could happen in my favor. My only wish is to see the world caught up in
flames or just start behaving like a super villan. Everybody stares at
me like i'm some kind of nature freak, like i'm not form around. I don't
fucking care, burn in hell for all i would wish. I have treated people
like kings and queens and what do i get in return nothing. I have beem
robed from. Love is something i whant but impossible to obtain.
Desolation, acts of despair, writing such as this one....Some times i
think i live in a mad house or this is just a terrible nightmare from
where i'll never wake up. My only desire, my only goal is to feel
''Love'' again to love some one, to have a somebody from whom i can
trust. Oh shit who am i trying to fool. Fuck it, i'll die alone. Long
story short, I'M UNHAPPY, I WHANT TO DRUG MY SELF INTO A COMA. Yes
thats preatty much it. Or i'm just having a mental breakdown.
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