16 September 2009

behind a wall of illusion

why must everyone hurt me?
why must they make it a hobby?
a task for personal gain?
they make effort to inflict distress.

I can think of 5 people off the top of my head.

I cannot breathe, and I wish I had someone to talk to.


I wish my homework was done so I can back to sleep.


I legitimately hate life, mine, yours, his, HERS, theirs.

We should all just die.

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