I am a small human being, in every sense of the world. I am a manlet, but also spiritually little. My experiences are mediocre, i never feel deep emotions, not even sorrow. I never feel true solitude, even though I am alone all the time. My vocabulary is limited, my knowledge is little, my inteligence is small. I have no courage, my emotions are superficial, my ideas unoriginal, I don't excel at anything. People around me are complacent and uninteresting, as I am. I will never experience true freedom, victory, beauty or what the great geniuses of history have related. I can't even read what they have written, because my attention span is small too. I am too small even to contemplate suicide, I will never experience true despair and the emotional intensity necessary to do so. I wish I would just cease to exist, I am a parasite of existence
