Don't end up like me. I've lost everything that I love. Don't end up like him. And his sad life. Someone should put him out of his misery. I have trust issues. For good reasons. Everyone I've ever trusted has turned on me. Has left me. But not you. Curiously, you stay. You want to help. And yet you don't realise that you are helping. By being there for me. Am I some kind of sick experiment? I'm clearly not meant to be in this world. I'm not here to please you. I'm not here to fit in your world. I'm here to build my own. Now ask your self. Do you want to be apart of that? To live my life? To go through what I go through? To see what I've done? In fact I am done. Finished. I used to be the type of kid who would be thinking that something was out to get me. It used to keep me up at night. I used to be terrified. Now I welcome it. I ask it if today's the day. If today is the day I leave my mark. But it never responds. It's gone now. I never feel it anymore. That matters little now anymore.
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The life of a madman
Mystery / ThrillerSome of this is related to me. It's up to you what is and what isn't
