Thursday, April 26, 2012

Dead

Everything I say is rubbish.

Everything I do is a waste of time.

Everything decision I make is wrong.

Everything is my problem.

Everything is my fault.

Maybe it's true that I'm so useless...

so worthless...

so easily replaceable...

Maybe it's better that I never existed...

never appeared...

better if I disappear...

better dead...

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