What is the fucking point. I am useless, I am pointless. I have no will to live. I have no motivation. I am so lonely. I have no will to commit suicide although it is always there on my mind. Every fucking day. It won't stop. I'm well and truly pathetic. I look forward to nothing. I am sorry I became this lame, unappreciative mess of self loathing scum. Absolute scum. There is something dark and malignant pulling at me. I cannot explain. I cannot fight it much longer.
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