Possible trigger warnings: Cursing, lots and lots of cursing, and slight mention of suicidal thoughts. And if you aren't a fan of vents, then this chapter clearly isn't for you.
My life is fucking pointless. What kind of damn purpose do I serve??? If I don't have a purpose, I am nothing! And on top of that....I feel so out of place. So replaceable. I mean come on, there's so many others that can fucking replace me in a blink of an eye. I wouldn't be surprised if chance happened to fuck me over and one girl swooped in, stealing all my friends from me and taking my place. Like some bitch. Oh wait, that HAS happened before! *Gasp* Who would have fucking thought, huh??? Tch....I'm not even surprised anymore. I'm really not. People are bound to betray other people as if it's some stupid fucking feral instinct, in order to secure their chances of surviving in this horrible world further more. Kill or be killed, I suppose. Whatever the rule of trade is doesn't fucking matter anyway, since I'm not meant to survive. I'm a mere toy and prey. How I didn't die instantly was beyond me. Sometimes I wish I did dissappear, that way no one and nothing could ever hope to hurt me. That'd be a wonderful feeling....just, disappearing. Forever. No one would miss me. Well, maybe shortly. But then they'll find my replacement. I'm pretty sure they're working on her as I type this. What a fucking shocker. I hate growing close to others, I fucking hate it. It does more harm than good. I have trust issues are up the ass by this point and I'm just not on board with it anymore. I'm tired of thinking with my heart, from now on I'll take on every situation with my mind. That way I'll be even more devoid of emotion than I already am. People won't care nor notice, since they already deem me as a damn freak. And you know what? That's fine. They can be intimidated by me all they want, they can be turned off by me all they want. I won't stop them. I won't try to change that. As I always like to say: "It's better to be feared than vulnerable". Oh how that couldn't be more true for me. Life is pointless for me, and I'm sure others will agree as well. They want me gone, I just know it. And I can't say I blame them. I'd want me gone too. If I wasn't me, I deem myself as fucking annoying. A dumbass bitch. An edgy want-to-be. Etc, etc. So much for trust, so much for vulnerability! All of it's a fucking trap! I swear on that! My emotions are out of wack whenever they do surface, it's horrendous.
But in conclusion, I want to fucking die and my life is pointless.
Goodbye.
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