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9.05.20099:29:00 PM
Gilded Butterflies
i am this close to dying /this close/ theres so many things i just want to runaway everything thing is in a mess my work my family my friends my life just yesterday i lost my wallet i found it back (tks lady at mac's) today is like horror soon i wont be able to blog my dad is threatening not to pay the damn pub bill soon i'll be shitass poor i dont think i'll ever be able to suceed in life i have nothing NADA i hate life its not like im talented and shit i hate everything like i said im so close to killling myself i've felt so dead it'll make no difference there just so many things i dont feel like blogging anymore im just a born loser im mean my mom is som,etime great but sometimes downright annoying but way better than the old man the only problem i had was financial like really i feel like those shitass emo people im so lifeless i dont see the point in continuing my life its just one big struggle im such a quitter i know that i just cant handle it some people just dont know how fucking lucky they are open you eyes! you dont have to even walk a metre in my shoes i know the people living in afghan/africa/etc are less fortunate than me they dont get an education but they also dont have emotional stress from some shitass education centre or parental fuckers either way i dont want it i just dont want anything anymore i dont have the enthusiasm i just wanna die and waste away i dont want to see this 'amazing' world yeah right. Peace-X |