sometimes i just feel like living is just a big joke. a big lie. sumbody thru us in a ring to watch us fumble around, n fuck up.
is that just a reflection of how i feel about myself? i don't respect myself. i have so much problems with society, and people, but is it really what i don't like about me?
i'm an idiot. i'm uncaring. i'm ignorant. i'm a doofus.=if i re-worded how i felt about the world, and put "me" instead.