Another month with nothing to look forward to.
Another month of vainly trying to cope with a pathetic, shallow reality.
Another month fantasizing about suicide everyday.
Another month of loneliness, where pain will be the only embrace.
Another month of rotting away in isolation.
Another month filled with hatred, bitterness, and apathy.
Another month of continued mental deterioration.
Another month pondering life, wishing things were done differently.
Another month looking more and more forward to the peace that death will bring.
It was over from the beginning.
"The truth is, the game was rigged from the start."
Another month of vainly trying to cope with a pathetic, shallow reality.
Another month fantasizing about suicide everyday.
Another month of loneliness, where pain will be the only embrace.
Another month of rotting away in isolation.
Another month filled with hatred, bitterness, and apathy.
Another month of continued mental deterioration.
Another month pondering life, wishing things were done differently.
Another month looking more and more forward to the peace that death will bring.
It was over from the beginning.
"The truth is, the game was rigged from the start."
