o despertar da besta

you're making me fell anger, in an awful rage. i'd like to kill anything right now.. if things were alive.
funny, this thing that makes me always make fun of everything.
my dark humour .. but who cares about that?
in fact.. who cares about ANYONE? NOBORY
everyone only wants to be seen, admired and fucking better than the others.

fuck everyone! fuck all those stupids human beings.

i don't like to be one of you.. i don't like to live here.. even the purest, better, kinder men are corrupted somehow.. or vulnerable to mean feelings.
kids aren't alright, neither.

kids are honest, inocent and don't use strong masks. they say what they want, they admire things, but they invey everything. his thirst to knowledge leads them to growth. growing up, they become worse.. they're all seeds of shit!

sorry my mean words.. i'm hating myself right now, and it's not my fault. someone I love did this to me. People we love only make us suffer... It's such a contradiction! But it's also the sadest truth of humanity...




I guess i should ask you all for sorry. I'm sorry I have a life...

good-bye