At least I know the curse of my bloodline ends with me. But I don't know how I'm supposed to keep living. I'm 21 and already way too tired. Not even sleep does it for me anymore. The constant suffering of exclusion, loneliness and being an outcast has turned me into a bitter and miserable creature who's become even more cruel than the assholes who made him this way. I've lost empathy, and feel my humanity slipping away. What kind of life is this? No love, no companionship, no nothing. Just coping everyday with the %0.001 hope for a day that deep down I know will never come, while surrounded by people who get to enjoy each other's warmth and company.
