I am debating what I can do to stop the pain. I apologize to the world for being born. I am a toxin. I'm upset. I don't want to live a whole lot anymore. Fuck. I feel as though it's a struggle just to breathe anymore. If I were a better person, I would not feel this badly.Opera is on and is showing more of our shitty world. I want to die, and these people are struggling to live. I am so ashamed of myself. I am blessed with many things in life--I do not have the right to talk about my sadness.
I don't know if I want to wake up tomorrow. That's probably not much to worry about since I'm not fucking sleeping.
I am sad. I am crying. I feel alone even with people around. God.
