get a life u sick bastard.
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maths should die too, along with GP

chem

physics

and econs.

one more paper.

im dying.

i needa rebooot.

i have no idea what the world holds for me.

i live one day at a time.

i think im miserable.

self indulgent arses everywhere.

makes me sick inside out.

get a life.

go lick ur feet

and stop thinking that you own the world.

i think im a catastrophe to mankind.

i should just terminate my existence

and deliver joy to the world.

but then again

there are worse bastards out there who deserve to die

get mutilated

burned

skinned

whipped

and hair pulled out

a thousand times over.

so considering that there are infinitely many scums of the earth

one little pest more wunt harm the natural balance and equilibrium

of this pathetic little hole of mankind.

im feeling degenerate.

i need a boost.

i need to do some soul seatching.

the ghosts are back,

in swarms.

when past meets present

how are you going to handle it?

i dont wanna do maths anymore.

i needa shout it out

loud.

release all the bottled up grievances.

im starting to think

if im eluding myself.

pretending to be all happy and untained

when ive never recovered from the past.

i wanna stop talking to myself.

i need someone real to lean on

to talk to

who would listen

undertsand

and who would stand by me when the skies come crashing down.

i hate my gory past.

full of anger

hate

vengefulness

annoying gay shit.

my past was bloody and traught with a deep sense of loss.

history never teaches me a lesson.

it just mirrors the present.

i admit,

im confused.

i wanted the world

but at the same time wished the mighty self would just disappear,

because after the world came to me,

it turned its back against me.

abandoning me in the wilderness

leaving me to contemplate just what evil i have done

to receive such retribution.

the world is a horrid place.

there are liars.

big fat ugly people.

there are cats.

lost minute but intimidating.

there are mercenaries.

hit kill and run all in the name of self interest.

i fear.

i pray.

i hope and wonder,

will this world ever be a better place?

will there ever be some good in man?