FUCK. Why am I so different? Ever since I was born, I felt... and I were, different. I dont understand my emotions. Im still nervous without any reason. People dont understand me. Im all alone in this whole world. Only death can help me. Death, Im coming... soon. I guess thats the only way how to wake up of this nightmare... This is not life. It is what it is. I wont change it. I dont have energy on it. Im just tired of every day fighting my social phobia and depression. I think it was enough. See you all... in hell! Yes, thats where Im going. I know it. Fuck you god.