superighteous
Certified Retard
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- Joined
- Mar 19, 2018
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I hate myself I hate myself I fucking hate myself. I’m mentally incapable of having friends, let alone finding love. Why do I push people away why am I such a meek little fucking mouse why am I so afraid to leave my home I feel like I’m on fucking house arrest. I don’t even want to die, I just want a fucking lobotomy so I can be a normal person and enjoy life to at least an extent, but that’s clearly out of reach so what other choice do I fucking have. I vomit at the mere thought of socializing, like I feel like I’ve been repeatedly punched in the gut, so why do I still hold faint hopes that some day I’ll break free from my isolated misery. I wish I wasn’t such a hopeless optimist in this regard, then maybe I’d have the courage to finally bite the bullet and put my worries and relentless nagging thoughts to rest. I wish I were normal. That’s all I ask for. I can barely take this anymore. Fuck. FUCK.
(Carry on I just needed to get this out of my system)
(Carry on I just needed to get this out of my system)