I hate myself

I hate myself.

I'm fat. I look older than my age. I'm short. I'm weak. I'm stupid. I'm crazy. I'm dumb. I'm psycho. I'm better drop dead. I'm useless. I'm a lost cause. I'm shy.

Speak more! Speak louder! Think! Be more considerate! Pray more! Go out more often! Be smarter! Be wiser!

Why can't you be this or that? Why don't you socialize more? Why you have to be like this or that?

- - WHY DID I CHOOSE TO BE ALIVE? - - I'M BETTER DROP DEAD WHEN THEY TOLD ME TO!

Shut up. No one cares about a subhuman. Your carcass is not worth for a vulture.

hey,

it be like that sometime.

I hate myself too, but you'll find a way. Your llife has value. For example you posting this may aid someone who thought they were alone in their self loathing. For this hypothetic person who thought they were alone, they probably feel a lot f-ing better now that they realize other people feel the same way they do.

Another venture inside a mind:

"What you are about to read is terrifying, shocking and horribly unrelatable. I mean, he used too many adverbs for cliche-y. He also made up a word to describe his idea. This creature is not from our deary planet. Look, he is typing this line out in vain, crying for the attention he never deserves."

"So then, he breaks the paragraph in 2, maybe 3 if his mind is more stable in a closer future. Tenses make no sense, at the moment. He forgot the fact that English is his 2nd language. Learning a third one, by now. He is insanely stupid in his own self-loathing."

"Well, there you go, the third paragraph. I beg you, leave. This is worse than reading out loud the Twilight saga in Arabic to a group of Chinese tourists, somebody stops him. Call the Army, the Brony, the Furry or any other fanbase and stop him. This man will mock you for being yourself as much as he does to himself!"

A newer post, 'cause he is bored:

/** I don't know what to type here so have a sensitive topic, like abortion. So it's like only 2 sides: pro-choice or pro-life. I don't care, pick one, other options are available if you believe in "half-abortion", which is still edgy at the moment. Go ahead and call everyone who disagrees with you retards. Have a nice day, LOL **/

[I was in Vietnam during my 20s. It was hot and humid, spiced by a largest amount of mosquitoes I've ever known. We were ordered to patrol by a river in the outskirts of Saigon. Everything was quiet until suddenly, a splash, then a boom. We were assaulted. Jack got a headshot. Poor that Brooklyn boy, he was supposed to get marry that July. I dodged by diving into the river. Couldn't see anything but I felt warm bodies. Louis, John, Tyler, all goners. I did my best holding my breath underneath the cano with hope and prayers. It was quiet then. ] - written by the imagination of a Vietnamese native who were born years after the war in context. "Yeah, that's me."

Upcoming threat, a maniac writitng a post:

[You expect me to continue the last story, right? Well, I'm not going to. More like, it doesn't even matter. The story is fictional. Well, the context isn't. Something similar happened back in Vietnam war. What can I say? I was born after the war. I have no clue how it really was. I got history classes but it's quite obviously biased: "Americans bad. Vietnamese boyz stronk." Now that's an exaggeration of my entire education. Anyways, the moral of the story is never arguing with a pyscho. It's hard to differentiate both sides.]

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| I have nothing to type here, insert your trendy meme. |

{The question of the day: Why does he keep typing instead of dying?}

Okay, that's too negative. Back down.

Fire in my throat, aren't that cute. Ain't a rapper myself. What is this? Meta jokes?