I just don't know. I really don't.
I have nothing to say any more, I've come to the point where I really do not care what happens to me, I couldn't give a damn. I don't know what to do with myself, so I've just stopped fighting altogether. I'm just allowing stress to take over now, and I really am not bothered to fight it, because I have no reason to. Why should I fight? I've fought it for so long, I give up, I don't want to do it any longer. The fact is that, I dislike my life... A lot. There's no escaping the fact, and it doesn't seem to be getting any better. And no one wants to take me seriously.
I know in myself that I won't take advice, because I never accept advice, it's just how I am, I don't like it, it's  patronising.
JKagsid I'm so sick of it already, so tired.

Crying over your own mistakes, because you know the hardest thing to do is accept wrongdoing and defeat. Regret and self hatred. You can't change the past, but you can weep over it, and that is what you will do, until the pain has numbed you and you can't feel any emotion. You just lay there, eyes soar & your face soaked with salty tears. Numb, motionless; emotionless. Empty, still, longing.
Just been falling out with everyone lately, falling out with myself. I feel so stressed, my life is on overload. School is bullshit. People are fuckers. Life is crap, so much confusion,so much pain

I really have nothing to say today apart from curse. From which I will try and refrain from doing. Or try and keep it to the absolute minimum today.
DKJFKDBBDJKJJAZSVHFIYAKJHSAOK < This is what I feel like. Oh and what a lovely feeling it is too.
People. Just people. People are shit. Mankind, is shit. Humans, are SHIT.
You will get to a point in your life where you realise that every single person that you know, talks absolute fucking bullshit. Who ever they are. Every single person on this earth, deserves the biggest punch to their right temple. Including me. You also get the few that will say "We're unique, we don't lie, we're not hypocrites, I'm not biased, nor prejudice.." Etc. Oh please. What bloody piece of rahted cow's arse is that crap?! Sometimes I have the strongest urge to just kick someone in the face, for whoever actually pushes me to that point, you deserve it.
The world we live makes me want to throw myself out of my top window :)
Anyone ever had those days where all you can do, is curse. Like all the fucking time. ALL THE TIME. You just can't stop, and your brain tends to mix up all the curses together, making it feel evermore powerful. Unfortunately, that word never gets sent to your mouth, to use on other's to destruct their meaningless optimism.
OSIXDHIUSAHUIS I hope you get jabbed in the nose with your own knee.

Dios me ha bendecido, con el usted.

Familia. Ellos son los mas importantes. Teniendo en cuenta que nosotros mi Dios. Amor que por el tiempo que usted vive, y ser agradecidos. Usted esta bendecida por tenerlos, porque usted debe saber que siempre estara ahi cuando los necesite.
Estas siempre en mi corazon. Tu eres mi todo. Te quiero.

Desolate Creatures

I am feeling changed, feeling unprepared and distracted. Feeling blinded by many, and by few. And stricken by a thought, which in this precise moment cannot cease to be removed from within my soul, but instead leaves a trail of clues leading back to the sole reason, the answer.
Minds feeling burdened by technological difficulties, and technology itself. Destitute, to all known by a handful. All they know is why we "must". Why we "must" follow, why we "must" believe, and why we cannot avert from convention, or the 'trend'. Why, when it is our life to live, that we let others live it for us? Why we stand back and just allow. Because we are too loud; we are too stubborn, and arrogant.
Loving and being loved by media, and technology, always looking to the future, but never the past. Being taught never to ask questions.
But to avert and reject convention, is true heroism, letting your thoughts wander into the unknown, and accommodating those new streams of thought, webbing across your mind, listening to yourself, explaining how to feel free from restrictions, and the 'trend'.
Let yourself wander.
I have often found myself feeling fond of vagueness, of the quiet and mysterious. In many circumstances, loving to be embedded in and surrounded by my own thoughts, taking me on a journey of memory, and hope. Revisiting events, and traveling on a path of questioning.
Prefering to keep my deepest thoughts to myself. My reasoning with life.
I am feeling so sick of technology, I catch myself wanting to switch off any sort of electrical appliance, and just sitting there, in absolute silence. Thinking. Evaluating life. Not feeling any emotion other than what my branches of thought evoke.
Loving it because you are in your world, you are at peace.
{Here displays a picture of your will, what you picture this place to look and feel like. What images it provokes. Let your mind wander}