Entry: Gradually.. Then Suddenly. Sunday, January 15, 2006



I have decided that this blog will officially be shut down.

This blog has been too sanitized, too tamed to be able to jot down all the hate and all the discontent that I want to write.

I've run out of ideas, and I'm done trying to sanitize every fucking thing. I'll have you know that when I smile at you, I'm really wishing for you to die a horrible death, of sodomy and gang rape. WHen I act enthusiastic, I'm really thinking about how stupid your ideas are and how anyone could fucking be so hyped about trashy ideas. I want to kill the people who're getting along so well in their lives. I want to skin them, till I see them cry, and see their very whites of their bones underneath.

I'm too disillusioned by people who'll only act as if they care if you're not troubling them. People who will pass judgement and hate you without first trying to understand your side of the story. I hate the way people always think that they're worse off than you when in actual fact it isn't who has it harder, its how you're coping up with it. In a world that thrives on reputation and image, and everyone donning an outer layer, Its not hard to see why adults are so cynical.

I don't want to grow up. I would rather be blown off like a flame ontop of a candle before it even starts melting. I want to live till I'm about to take responsibility and die right before it so I don't have to experience any of this. I hate the fact that I live in a family so absorbed into materialism, they're willing to sell their dignity and their self-respect just to have it. I hate the fact that I'm incompetent beyond means. I hate my upbringign, I hate the way you're treating me, I hate all of you. I cannot bring myself to have even the slightest taste of like for you as I can only see your contempt and your skin deep smile.

Today, Is the day I will finally be released from it all.

With a clogged sink and some broken glass, I would want EVERY sensation of this suring pain to go up to my head, so as to hide the feeling I have for all of you.

11.50 am, I will breathe my last breath and I hope that EVERYONE would just forget about me.

One insignificant person is nothing to this world, and i expect no big deal will be generated from my suicide.

See you guys on the other side.

But If I do, FUCK YOU. I did this to run away from you.

 

   2 comments

Xanax
February 26, 2006   09:31 PM PST
 
Nice Entry.
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January 16, 2006   08:24 AM PST
 
If you can try to be more patience with life, and get through the worst stage of it, you will grow stronger later and be happier. Ending it is your choice, ofcourse. But you should also bear in mind that there are a lot of happier times ahead of you. You allowed the bad things to blind fold you about how life is, too. And allowed it to tell you that the good things are fake. That's sort of pity.

Wish you best of luck, still. Hate me if you want, and that if it makes you feel better. :)

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