I think I am going to cry.

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I can't access the message board. My last blog was deleted because when I tried to submit it normally, that stupid sign came up above and I had to make it a picture to get around the system. I guess that was futile since the blog was deleted anyway. Why? I have no idea. Was it the profanity? Did it contain worrying topics? It was about South Park: The Movie. I tried so hard to avoid anything that would offend anyone but that is the nature of the film: offend. Three hours work, down the drain. If anyone had checked, it would have been obvious that the work had not been just copied from a website because any website that I go on to look up anything (South Park, Abortion or George Bush are a few worth mentioning) I get teh stupid screen saying no you can't.

Why can't anyone just come straight to my face and tell me my stuff is just...rubbish. Huh? My life is rubbish, might as well add the poems that don't get comments and the stories I write that nobody reads. Am I that invisible? Am I that futile? What's wrong with me? Is it because I don't go to concerts or slit my wrists or whine about labelling that I'm not good enough? I'm fed up with this. Everything I do and spend so much time and effort and energy on is just a waste of time. I'm a waste of time. Everything about me is wrong. I wear the wrong clothes, listen to the wrong music, have the wrong friends, like the wrong things, write the wrong poems, think the wrong thoughts.

Y'know what?

Good.

I'm glad I don't fit in or think the same way. My biggest nightmare is to become a cliché of my generation and probably you think I am there. I hate human beings, they think and act stupidly. There are only two types of human being: morons and hypocrites. I can't stand either. I have more sympathy for the bad guys who kill than the innocent people they kill. Something drove them to do that and I understand it because I've considered it a few times. Not that I'd do it, of course, but thought about it. Now my school think I am going to shoot them all because of a lousy poem I wrote. Great, ain't it?

One day I will die and a lot of people will be happy or relieved. There is no point in telling me otherwise because I know it.

There is only one person have any respect for left...and he doesn't exist.

Soon, I hope, so will humanity because in my opinion, they don't deserve life.

My opinion, not yours. Blast me all you want. Delete this is you want. Just prove me right by doing so.

Whatever.
Posted on May 16th, 2007 at 06:47am

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