Bullshit?

This is fucking true. I'm sick of being good cause all I get is bullshit. Like seriously. I have no life, no nothing. So, why bother being good? Fuck you. Hahaha. I know I know, I sound like a bitch, but what the hell, I'm tired, I'm sick, I'm just disturbed by my thoughts. I no longer smile to strangers. I don't even look up when I walk cause I think the floor is nicer than human beings. Besides, they're shining. I can see my reflection which I don't know is good or bad. Hahaha. I hate when I look like I got no life at shopping complexes , but I honestly have none. So.. Hahaha.

Well, I just can't. Maybe I'm not meant to live. I mean, I was made to kill myself. Hahaha. OMG, that was stupid. I just can't handle life. I'm so used to worry about what others say or think. Damn, yea, damn me. I was once so down that I even cry my ass out when I pray for help. Yes, I did. Hahaha. I was trying to be consistent in doing that you know, the praying, but I was beam to be the devil again. So, yeah, here I am, blogging when actually God is the one who's gonna help me actually. Boo me!

I'm just gonna rewrite the things written here cause I think its to small. Don't you think? So, here you go.

 I am not confident. I know I am smart, but not in the ways that count. I read people much better than book, but I never have the words to explain my findings. I'm only as funny as I feel and I don't think I'm pretty. I sometimes walk with my head down. My posture is terrible. I think horrible things about people and I let my emotions get the best of me. I'm really not as nice as I'd like to be or as innocent as you'd think I am. I am a perfectionist. I am a contradiction to everything I want to stand for. I'm a big dreamer with little motivation. I am really no good at all, on my own, but I am analytical with myself. And I don't understand how anyone could ever be cocky or proud when they are aware of all the disgusting things that they think and do, but no one knows. We're all broken enough to be humble.

I can really relate with this, you know. Why am I telling you this again? You don't give a damn. Hahaha.

I need to do this more. Fucking serious.