I have accepted it.
My life is meaningless.
I used to think someone would try to help.
I used to have hope.
But they always lie.
Everyone lies.
They just want me to feel better for a moment.
But they don't want to "waste" time actually caring.
They're afraid to care.
Because they think it's contagious.
Should I show them?
No, that would be cruel.
But then who will show them?
Who will make them pay?
Who will show them the truth?
Well...I don't care.
Someone will show them.
Even if it's the last thing they see.
I should show them all.
But how?
Ah yes I know.
I'll burn them to the ground.
Don't worry.
Nobody will miss them.
After all.
Nobody cares.
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Anxiety
Horror"It's all in your head." "Just get over it!" "Can't you just NOT be depressed?" "Ignore it and it'll go away!" "I know how you feel." Common lies by people that know nothing. There is, however, one truth. "You aren't alone."
