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Falling down. It’s the only thing i am good at.

So i will keep on falling down till i reach the bottom of this pit and will never be able to climb out of it again.

Yes.

No pillows to break my fall. No winged alien to save me.

I will keep on falling. I’ll fall to the bottom of the pit and be lost there. I’ll break my bones and won’t be able to climb back up. I’ll be paralyzed. Slowly I’ll be eaten  by maggots alive. They’ll eat through my skin. and once they’ve gotten through. they’ll find my heart and eat it up too. working form the inside to the out.

I’m being melodramatic aren’t I? Yes Yes of course I am.

I am no good for nothing.

I’m just a pointless play. on stage. a play. which people can point and laugh at the immaturity and cheapness of it all.

Yes I am melodramatic. “nail me upside down” now.

I can make something out of nothing. Yeap. I am a fool who has nothing better to do but make something out of nothing.

Sigh.

I hate myself. but you stupid reader. probably know that. So yes you can stop reading if you’re bored to death I might be a fool but i’m not a rude ass who will hold a gun to your head and make you read this blog over a 100 times. till your eyes drop out.

The fuck. Who am i? I am no one. I am a fucking no one. I am no one. NO ONE. ARGGGGG.

I hate me. Do you hate me? of course you hate me.

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End this shitty blog urself stupid reader.

I hate me. ARAGGGGGG//

An empty glass. An empty pit. An empty vessel.

Nothing. I am nothing. I cannot be compared to anything because i am nothing.So how can something be compared to nothing. It is impossible. Absolutely impossible.

What the fuck am i talking about……you say????

Well i don’t know either. I am just typing away my thoughts So that they don’t kill me.

What the fuck is wrong with me????

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

A waste of time. Thats what i am. But you must have probably come to that conclusion on your own.

Yes. I do hate myself. very much. I can’t change me. You can’t change me either. I hate me. But i suppose everyone hates themselves. Don’t you think so?

I can make a list that will contain over a hundred points why i hate me. and well…..just one or two points why I’m not as bad as a sewer rat.

but then again i won’t do that because i am nothing. I am not that important that i have to create a list of how much i hate myself.

No one will be bothered by it. Neither will i.

So yes my point is i do hate myself. very much. I do tell a few people that i hate myself a lot. But i feel stupid talking about this to them. Talking about me to them. Because i am nothing. i am just wasting their time by babbling on and on of this stupid world and this stupid me.

Call me stupid. yes i do know that. I know that very well.

People say shit that they think is funny about us. Little do they know we actually believe them. We actually listen. See we have EARS.

But who am I to say if they are mother fuckers. fuck bags. or just plain idiots. See I am no one.

But there have been times where i didn’t keep still and keep quiet. I have had my times where i shouted stuff at them. but i haven’t been violent. Because I’m a little mouse. And mice don’t do that.

But the world’s not so bad…there are at least….four-five people i know who are pretty good people(and four or five are a lot of people).

So my rambling ends here………

You must be happy that i have stopped saying shit???

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Well……….enjoy…your goddamn life dictated and controlled by them mother fuckign adults.

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