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Damn June is never my month. Look at all these shitposts!

Am I insignificant or far too insignificant is why I feel as though the eyes look upon me with contempt? 

As I have suspected…
          
          As I suspected…
          
          I am not enough.

A punished life without mercy, I must have not meant to live unpunished. 

I have come to believe that this is not a test, but a warning.

The truth I have feared…have been the truth. 
          
          

As I stride in this world that treats me like nothing, I am beginning to see how I am nothing.
          
          Yet, at the same time, I am left wondering, what more self-torturous feat must I commit in order to be more than nothing. 

I am treated as nothing as well as I am nothing.

This is it.
          
          This is my life.
          
          A never ending-cycle of wondering. 
          
          Wondering if I’ll ever be anything when I have always been nothing from the moment I was nothing.
          
          I will continue to live my life as nothing.
          
          I will pray to be something as nothing.
          
          This is the end of my future.
          
          As I see it now, I predict it now, I am never and will be nothing.

In the end, I am nothing.