Trigger warning for me talking about insignificance and how much I hate everything
I didn't even try to make sense. When does anything else? Why should I?
Get a load of this train wreck, his hairs a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet.
I fucking hate-
I don't know but whatever the fuck it is I hate it.
I don't know my name.
I fucking hate how little I know about myself because I'm shit and the world is shit and every fucking thing I do or create or say or more often shout is shit and I mean nothing to the majority of the world. I feel so awful somebody help me.
I'm very angry. Can you tell?
A SIDE NOTE- I'm okay now, everything is sorted out and cool. I'm just keeping this up because I think its interesting to catch it in the moment.
