Sometimes I wonder why am I fucking alive. I'm not worth anything. Everything I do seems to be wrong. My existence is wrong. I want to die. What's the point of living? To work an underpaid job for people who don't care about you? To struggle for food everyday, and to try to find a love that just ends in infidelity and failure?
I don't want to live in a world like this. I don't want to live in general. I am worth nothing. There is nothing of worth that I bring to this world. I wonder why the fuck I breathe when I could just live the future now. I don't want to live.
I want to die. Please...
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SpiritualEverything and anything. My feelings, my depressive thoughts, and my life events all crammed into one book. How dangerously interesting. . .
