What sick creatures we are, feeding off eachothers pain and fucking in the filth and decay we have created.
I need proof that we're not all shit.
I just want nothing to do with it, it sickens me but whats worse is I'm exactly the same, no different from anyone else just another puppet. Teenage angst runs so strong through my veins mixed with misanthrope and pain, my pain stems from the fact I care too much, for all people for how they hurt for how they aren't happy. Theres too much pain at the moment.
I think I need to sort out my life.But how?
How does one sort out there life when they loathe too much about life well no humanity?

I'm sorry I may delete everything and start again.disappear.
but I'm never any good at that. I hate leaving people behind.
And there we have it, the glimer of hope, 'I hate leaving people behind' ... why? because they're nice, they're good and they do care they give me a little bit of hope. So yes maybe I do have hope.

Gah I'm just having a rough week tbh.
And I'll never be allowed what I want.never.cause life wouldn't do me such favours.
I hate how as I write this I'm psychoanalysing myself and just being angry at myself for feeling like that and saying this. Its pointless. But at least writing it out is making my mind straighten out a little more, detangle the hate and erase it slowly or at least push it to the back of my mind to rear its ugly head again later.

A bottle of whiskey would obviously solve all these problems LOL. Thank lord I don't drink.