i fucking hate it. i just got into an arguement with my parents because i dont want to work.
Because i dont want money. i want to travel and experience life freely. if i cant fly in this life, then i wanna feel as free as possible. we are the only species that pays to live on earth and im sick of it. i dont want to be bossed around by a person who thinks im lower than them just to be handed a piece of paper that will allow me to survive.
And fuck school. they say you will.need these skills for life but you dont. You need it for the idea of a.perfect life. Thats not reality. its a.fucking simulation for The Big Man to keep us in line. Reality is nature. The ocean, forests, E.A.R.T.H! That is whats real. it is set in stone. we were born from nature. And im sick of being in this matrix, this labrynth of suffering. So i dont.care anymore.
I dont want money. if i have it, good. if i dont, good.
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I Belong Here
PoetryWelcome to the deepest darkest thoughts of Bella.F. Her emotions in words. Please enjoy this collection of poems, stories and memoirs. Love B Peace Also know that while Bella is depressed, suicidal and suffering anxiety, all is well and being taken...
