Ever since I came here, it’s been nothing but disaster, exclusion and disappointment. I’m sick and tired of this. Just because you’re marginally better now, doesn’t mean everything else is. Everything else around me is still as shit as it’s always been. The one constant in this time is how shit everything has been. I hate it here. I want to go home.
This isn’t my home, it never will be. It’s just a place where I have to be until I can go home again. I wish I’d never come here, it was the biggest mistake of my life. I’m gonna look back on this time years from now and think what a mistake it was. I’ll regret this time for the rest of my life. I want my life back. My old life – the life I loved. Everything was so much simpler.
I don’t know where my life has gone. Down the drain. The big, stinking drain that is this place. Years of my short life down that stinking drain. Who hit the flush? Because I know it wasn’t me. I want it all back. I want whoever hit that flush and stole those years of my life to give them back. They’re mine, not theirs. They should be mine. But somehow they feel like they were never mine to begin with.
There’s no God. There’s no moron in the sky controlling everything we do. Biggest load of shit I ever heard. This much is certain to me, if nothing else. I used to think I was the only one in charge of my life. But apparently other people can have just as much input. Apparently other people can change your course, no matter how sure, and ruin your life. 2 comments
There’s no other way I can describe it – my life has been ruined. Ruined by this big, stinking drain and all the slimy, horrible creatures that dwell within. Life shouldn’t be this hard. Why does everyone bother? We’ll all be forgotten eventually. Life as we know it will end and we’ll all be forgotten. Why be a piece in a puzzle that will ultimately never be completed?
There’s no point. No point to any of it. There’s no point to anything anymore. There never was.
