effin word.

i don't know how else to express myself except to say,

FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU.
FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF.

of everything that has happened, i'm the biggest wanker.
i'm the biggest idiot and loser in which i hope to end now.
just stop breathing and drop off dead. NOW.

i'm frustrated, sad and angry.
and i don't know why.

i can imagine a blade piercing through my heart.
i can imagine a blade cutting through my skin and the blood seeping through the cloth.

i'm just hoping that it will continue to be an image.

fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.

maybe i just need to fuck. haha.

jeez. i'm going mad i swear. i would be bald soon because of all the hair yanking.
argh fuck! what is this that i'm feeling. i hate it! go away!

i find comfort in my own shadow. detached from the world through my headphones.

i came alone and i will leave alone.

FUCK YOU.