I hate life. I tire of this world. No one likes me, I don't like anyone. Get a life you say?....Well, maybe I will. This one's no good, I promise you that. This world's too full of bad people that probably half the population goes to sleep at night worrying if they're going to be the next victim of some crazed murdered running around their neighborhood or if their loved ones are going to be the next ones dead from a car bomb in the streets of Baghdad. The ones that need to get a life are the people who REALLY don't have one. A.K.A the people in Africa and the Middle East who are starving and being mercilessly killed by warlords bent on committing genocide.

Ugh, why am I ranting about random bad things again? Me, complaining about moral issues when I, myself, have been bad to people, and an equal number have been bad to me. I'm SO tired of my life being governed by negative ideas and people. Sometimes I feel like I want to abandon my group of friends and get a new group. But, seriously, who would wanna talk to me besides the people I'm already friends with? I'm considered a nerd, geek, weirdo. I fucking hate everyone from my school all of the sudden. People who are my best friends are suddenly the biggest annoyances of the entire day and I'm sick of it. I'm thinking of seeing a psychiatrist cause I need to get this shit out of my head. Why would I be thinking like this? And I have these friends that whenever I'll tell them something bad that happened to me they'll tell me something worse that happened to them that probably never happened and they're just trying to get all the attention for themselves. If I killed myself now, they would probably GET themselves killed to keep the attention focused on them. Fuck, I'm so sick of all of them. I feel like I'm gonna explode at them one day and just start going off on them about what horrible friends they are for bringing me down constantly and berating me when I've felt I've had a good day.


I AM SO SICK OF IT!!!! I THINK THAT'S LIKE THE THIRD TIME I'VE REPEATED THAT.