/lit/ - Literature

>>18700449
it's like I have this blob an inky slimey gross blob sitting right on my waste line between my belly button and my genitals I'm constantly upset angry and sad and ready to destroy a whole china shop or even rape/beat/kill someone just to cause them and the people who love them PAIN the sadness the agony the loss my mind constantly races every day to do bad things and hurt other people and myself just scratching at me every day to do awful evil things just for the sake of making other people feel bad a cheap self gain i could very easily lie to someone right to there face or commit a terrible act and then just calmly move on to pretending like I never did it I'm so degraded and violated with my nose rubbed in it I constantly think negatively of the world and myself the view is so ugly and my inside world is so ugly i just want to take action i just want to be myself again I just want to feel happy but instead i just want to crush others underneath my anger at them i don't feel love towards ANYONE not even myself I'm just selfish and want to avoid pain and seek pleasure i just keep thinking and thinking about things until i feel i see what they truly are and I do not like it on paper i SHOULD be happy it isn't right to feel like this