i feel like everything is crumbing. my skyscrapers are tumbling, being reduced to the crumbled foundation they jutted up from, hoping to get so far from it that it would be nothing more than a bad memory haunting nightmares. but that would be in a perfect world. i forgot, we're on earth.
i hate myself sometimes. i hate how complicated i am. i wanna do stuff, but i can't be impulsive. i won't let myself be. i don't wanna be ashamed of myself, cuz i have enough people wishing they didn't know me as it is.
god, i'm a retard. all i ever do is ******** up. i can't even believe how stupid i am sometimes. no, all the time. i never do anything right. i can never force myself to take pride in my accomplishments, because in the end, the best that i can do is just pathetic.
see, i even sound like some stereotypical teenage angst. god, i'm such a loser. ******** me. i need... i need a vacation from life. oh wait, that would be death. serve me a steaming plate of suicide. seems to be just what i need right now.
 the_forgotten_thought · Tue Dec 15, 2009 @ 07:47am · 1 Comments |
