I can’t live anymore. I threw everything away. Slowly but it’s now over. I came to a screeching halt. My life is now in shambles. My last leg is broken, and who is it to blame? Me of course! I just don’t want to continue on. My heart is permanently broken with no hope for the future. No aspirations or goals. My dreams are in the gutter. I’m a looser. The future I sat long sailed 3 years ago. My real me died. I’m a shell of my past self.
I quit work because I reflected that I am not worthy to drive a semi truck anymore and I have poor work ethics. My closest buddies gave me that job basically and I said, friend, we can’t be friends anymore because i can’t live with the thought that I let him down like I did so many other people. I’m a born loser ready to die because I f***** up with no end in sight of my life ever improving. I absolutely threw it all away.
just a falling rock
I hate myself so much yet I don’t want to harm myself or others? How does that make sense? Why do I like to suffer? Why was I even born? I was born as a joke.
my birth certificate shouldn’t be a certificate. Should be an apology letter to the world to having me exist
I quit work because I reflected that I am not worthy to drive a semi truck anymore and I have poor work ethics. My closest buddies gave me that job basically and I said, friend, we can’t be friends anymore because i can’t live with the thought that I let him down like I did so many other people. I’m a born loser ready to die because I f***** up with no end in sight of my life ever improving. I absolutely threw it all away.
just a falling rock
I hate myself so much yet I don’t want to harm myself or others? How does that make sense? Why do I like to suffer? Why was I even born? I was born as a joke.
my birth certificate shouldn’t be a certificate. Should be an apology letter to the world to having me exist

