Friday, May 06, 2005
For all his talk and testerone-pumped boastings, he knows NOTHING about the people around him. All he knows is how to get angry. Nothing pleases a man that is so full of himself. He'd sooner use curses and fists to get his way before even listening to reason. I hate it when my mother says to forgive him. It's like I'm wrong, why the fuck am I always wrong?! Am I ever right? I am never right. It's stupid, everyone here is stupid. I live in a stupid house, in a stupid life and given a second stupid chance to live.
I swear, I never want to come back here when I live. I cannot live here. I don't belong anywhere. As much as possible, I don't want to talk with anyone in here anymore. It's so pointless. "Kain na, Marty" "Bakit di mo na kami kinakausap, Marty?" Stupid. They don't know that I hate them. I keep quiet and all they want me to do is talk about it and then, THEN they slap me in the face all over again. Pointless, Stupid. I wish I wasn't here.
God, I'm sorry. I tried to be good but I can't exchange responsibility for freedom. It's too important. I hate being under the thumb of an insensitive parent. Everything is just pointless. Why am I the person everyone can step all over? I can't write anymore... my hands are too weak... my stomach is empty... my eyes are sore... I can't cry anymore... there's nothing left in my soul to muster a single tear. I have nothing. I am nothing.
I HATE LIVING
Riding the Lightning
4:55 PM