Everything truth be told. I wake up, I look in the mirror, I hate my face. I put makeup on, I look in the mirror. I hate my face. I go to school, I get assigned too much homework, I hate school. I pretend to be interested in what people in my classes say, I hate them. I go to church, I listen, I hate the hypocrites at church. I eat dinner. I hate food. I work out. I step on the scale. I cry. I hate the scale.
When did I start hating everything? I have always hated everything. Its nothing new, just now I hate more things then I did at the beginning. You can say that I'm just depressed or "angry" or whatever other adjective my family chooses to call me.
But I'm not. I just refuse to put up with the world's bullcrap. So sue me, but why should I?
Why should I be nice and laugh at these idiots? I just don't really get the point.
Sorry.
"If I die and go to hell real soon it will apppear to me as this room"
You don't have to be nice and laugh all the time. Maybe you were just having a bad day. Is this a constant sort of thing or does it get worse at specific times?
ReplyDeleteI kind of do. My parent's want me to be happy so thats what I do.
ReplyDeleteI'm not very optimisitic most of the time, but it gets worse