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I hate this ******** world. Best friends can turn against each other with one word, human life is meaningless, mothers throw their children in dumpsters, and the entire place is going to hell in a hand basket. I feel like I'm in an elevator that is slowly crawling up and up. The elevator had four tons worth of cinderblocks on top of it. I finally reach the sixtieth floor and the cable snaps. I can't do anything and the ground reaches up to snatch me and the cinderblocks fly in excitement as they wait to crush me. I feel like those cinderblocks are my friends, just waiting for me to do something wrong so that they can crush my soul, hope, and will to live. The cable is what adults expect from me. They expect for me to get good grades, be a good person, and figure out how to help society. Eventually they just give up on me and let me plummet on my own. And the Earth waits to swallow me, just waits for me to join her in a wooden case. Eternity in a wooden case, we all fall down.

People are always thinking that I'm prideful and care only about myself and that pisses them off. But they don’t know the real me. I pretend to be somebody that I'm not when I'm around my friends to try to make them as confident and happy as I pretend to be. One shouldn’t attempt to burden people that they care about with problems that they can’t help with. Then I have emotional breakdowns in the middle of the night so that I don't bother anybody with it. It hurts me too ********' much. I hate this waste of life that I have become. Everybody else seems to hate me as well. These people are too stupid to open their mouths and tell the world what is going on. Us humans learned languages to communicate, idiots. If somebody is a way that you don’t like, tell them what you don’t like. If they care, they’ll improve. But you don't want them to know because that would show that you care. And it seems to be a deadly sin to care about somebody else in this day and age.

I can't live in a world like this. I'm wondering who the Hell can. At the rate that we're going, our children will be more SOL than a hemophiliac being sliced like nuts by a cheese-grater. Oh yeah, I forgot. You don’t give a s**t about your children, do you? You don’t really care about anyone. If you do, you sure as hell aren’t showing it.





















What If Questions.
(What if:
1 I committed suicide:
2 I said I liked you:
3 I kissed you:
4 I lived next door to you:
5 I started smoking:
6 I stole something:
7 I was hospitalized:
8 I ran away from home:
9 I got into a fight and you weren't there:

What do you think about my:
1 Personality:
2 Eyes:
3 Face:
4 Hair:
5 Clothes:
6 Mannerisms:

Other:
1 Who are you?
2 Are we friends?
3 When and how did we meet?
4 How have I affected you?
5 What do you think of me?
6 What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7 How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
8 Do you love me?
9 Have I ever hurt you?
10 Would you hug me?
11 Would you kiss me?
12 Would you devirginize me?
13 Would you marry me?
14 Emotionally, what stands out?
15 Do you wish I was cooler?
16 On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
17 Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
18 Am I loveable?
19 How long have you known me?
20 Describe me in one word.
21 What was your first impression?
22 Do you still think that way about me now?
23 What do you think my weakness is?
24 Do you think I'll get married?
25 What about me makes you happy?
26 What about me makes you sad?
27 What reminds you of me?
28 What's something you would change about me?
29 How well do you know me?
30 Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31 Do you think I would kill someone?
32 Are we close?
33 Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?