What are we? What the fcuk are we? Someone answer that for me.
We live and then we die. End of story. Does it matter if you believe in the spirit or not?
Are we eternally alive or does it even matter when we take that last breath. We enter this world as a growing piece of organic matter and then perish. The only thing that will last is our thoughts. That is why I write. We can only look at the world and ourselves? I hate that I have realized I am trapped in a world where I always want something. There is always a feeling of loss because of it. Cause there is nothing else we can do other than want more.
This proves that we will always feel loss because we feel we should have something we dont. This disgusts me. I see a girl I feel I fcuking love and because I cant communicate with her I feel loss. I cant do something I want to do, I feel loss. I feel loss because I fcuking “CANT”. I begin to doubt EVERY FCUKING THING IVE DONE, and enter a state of mental limbo.
What am I doing here? Is our existence only defined by our thoughts? Why is it that I feel loss because people don’t treat me in a certain way? Why do I have to be even treated in a certain way? Why do I want PEOPLE to treat me in a certain way? The answer would be this essay.
I am trapped. Morales and personal values have no meaning in this limbo. It makes me angry because I cant. I keep falling into this ****y state, where I doubt everything because I have nothing. I HAVE FCUKING NOTHING. It brings a tear to my eye because I have lived on this planet for twenty years and I feel as naked as I first stepped into it. All the experiences I have had have lead me to this wet-sand I call tonight.
Mans greatest enemy is himself, but we cannot attack this enemy. We cannot get rid of this one bastard that is breaking us. I feel fcuking broken. This is the most pathetic thing ever written and im really fcuking disgusted. It is on a night like this where I feel trapped because I cant get rid of this feeling of loss. Mans greatest enemy has thrown me in a dark corner with a laptop so I can question my own existence. Every achievement I have ever had feels worthless. I do not know how to get out of this limbo and I feel I am fcuking NOTHING.
I don’t know why I posted this tonight, I guess a part of me wants something I cant have. Feel free to insult this as much as you want, I encourage you to do so, cause I have no fcuking idea where im going from here.
I AM NUMB.
We live and then we die. End of story. Does it matter if you believe in the spirit or not?
Are we eternally alive or does it even matter when we take that last breath. We enter this world as a growing piece of organic matter and then perish. The only thing that will last is our thoughts. That is why I write. We can only look at the world and ourselves? I hate that I have realized I am trapped in a world where I always want something. There is always a feeling of loss because of it. Cause there is nothing else we can do other than want more.
This proves that we will always feel loss because we feel we should have something we dont. This disgusts me. I see a girl I feel I fcuking love and because I cant communicate with her I feel loss. I cant do something I want to do, I feel loss. I feel loss because I fcuking “CANT”. I begin to doubt EVERY FCUKING THING IVE DONE, and enter a state of mental limbo.
What am I doing here? Is our existence only defined by our thoughts? Why is it that I feel loss because people don’t treat me in a certain way? Why do I have to be even treated in a certain way? Why do I want PEOPLE to treat me in a certain way? The answer would be this essay.
I am trapped. Morales and personal values have no meaning in this limbo. It makes me angry because I cant. I keep falling into this ****y state, where I doubt everything because I have nothing. I HAVE FCUKING NOTHING. It brings a tear to my eye because I have lived on this planet for twenty years and I feel as naked as I first stepped into it. All the experiences I have had have lead me to this wet-sand I call tonight.
Mans greatest enemy is himself, but we cannot attack this enemy. We cannot get rid of this one bastard that is breaking us. I feel fcuking broken. This is the most pathetic thing ever written and im really fcuking disgusted. It is on a night like this where I feel trapped because I cant get rid of this feeling of loss. Mans greatest enemy has thrown me in a dark corner with a laptop so I can question my own existence. Every achievement I have ever had feels worthless. I do not know how to get out of this limbo and I feel I am fcuking NOTHING.
I don’t know why I posted this tonight, I guess a part of me wants something I cant have. Feel free to insult this as much as you want, I encourage you to do so, cause I have no fcuking idea where im going from here.
I AM NUMB.