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[11 Jul 2004|01:01am] |
I'm done.
I'm done being a person I'm not.
So, this is it. If people care, fine. If they don't, fine. I know the people who I thought cared really ended up not really caring at all in the end. And that's fine. How dare I think the human race has anymore civil people left in it.
I'm done pretending I'm happy. I'm done not telling the truth.
You want the truth? I lost my heart 8 months ago, and I'll never get it back. I lost my fucking soul. And it's yours now. Keep it. Throw it way. Do what you like. I just hope you're fucking happy with it.
You want the truth? I was born with a back problem that probably will end up killing me in a few years. A back problem that keeps me from doing shit YOU do every fucking day.
On top of that, people have done nothing but walk all over me for tha past 7 years. I'm too weak for suicide, otherwise I would have been dead at age 11. Don't think I didn't try.
There's so much so many people don't know. Simply because they are caught up in their own ego-centric fucked up worlds.
Well, I'm not living in your worlds anymore. I'm living in mine, and mine alone.
I hope being completely selfish fucks works out for you and the rest of the "human" race.
I'm deleting this journal in day, along with my screen name.
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