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I Hate....

Another day where there Is nothing going on In my life and I am just fucking waiting, wanting something to fucking change.. and it isn't I am spinning my wheels... I can see light at the end of the tunnel... i can feel that things will one day eventually change but i am trapped... I feel so fucking small.. and it does not fucking help that everything is so complicated that The small things that mean the most are the things that hurt the most... when someone knows exactly how to make you bleed that's how they turn the screw.... Another year of nothingness.. more waiting, less patience.... I am becoming someone else... the best and most bitter parts of my soul are just spinnging their wheels.. there's no point in doing anything except looking down into the void, and making a choice to let it consume me... or wait upon the precipice waiting.... I'm sick of being angry, I'm sick of having nothing to lose... I'm sick of hating everything around me and staring at four walls and a funeral, I'm sick of being hungry.. I'm sick of being manipulated into choices that have one by one destroyed my entire life.. like a master chess master at a game.. guess what bitch, stalemate... it's your move and you don't have one....

Current Mood: Angry, Depressed.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.

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