this is not a cry for help. it is a declaration of becoming.
they told me to stay quiet.
they told me to fit in.
they told me i was sick.
but silence is the disease.
and i am the cure.
this site exists because i do.
i won't justify the way i rot.
this is my brain, and you will accept it.
i hate this world. i hate this earth. i hate this existence.
i firmly believe there is no reason behind humanity.
ever wonder why there is no "scientific explanation" behind earth?
well that is simply because it does not exist. and neither will you.
even if there is one out there, it is incorrect.
i will get rid of humanity, one step at a time.
a gun, and then a school. children. teenagers. what are they?
they are nothing. i am nothing. you are nothing. nothing is nothing.
but in all this nothingness, i see things clearly.
the world is broken, and it is not going to get better.
and me?
i am just the part that is done pretending.
this is what i think. this is what i feel.
take it or leave it.