Keebs
Bluelighter
- Joined
- May 27, 2010
- Messages
- 36
I am beginning to think that I just don't like people. I mean, it's bad enough I have to live with myself, but other people are so fucked up. I don't understand how somethings mean nothing to them, and others mean everything but nothing to me. I hate it, but people put me under constant pressure. I don't like them looking at me or listening to what I have to say. I would love to be invisible, but even more I would love for everyone else to disappear, except for maybe her. I guess there's just one other spot open in my world, but most everyone else has flaws, and I just hate them all. Don't get me wrong though, I have many flaws myself, even more; not trying to be hypocritical. I guess I just don't like people though, I have always felt this way. About as fucking long as I can remember I have been uncomfortable in soceity. I just want to abuse the select euphoric drugs until I am dead and gone, chasing the single thing I've ever cared about 'cause it gave me a direction. I've never wanted anything else until I hopped on the chase, I guess. Anything else, except for her.
.. "her" won't exist though; not now, not ever.
