I can't do this shit any more man. It's so fucking lonely. Love is fake. Is God even real? I dunno. This shit is driving me crazy. Born to be a nobody, a fucking doormat, invisible to the world. I used to have potential and I used to enjoy life but this is garbage. Being an adult and missing out on the joys of youth will haunt me forever. Why not die now? I mean seriously, I hate being alive. I can't stand humanity. I can't stand my life. I'm so fucking angry and depressed. Nobody understands. I feel like I'm surrounded by robots or idiots sometimes. Which I know is not entirely true because I can be stupid too, but it's like I'm on an alien planet and I just can't get through.

All my fucking life I played by the rules and I got nothing. All my fucking life I got fucked over by shitty people with their own issues projecting their problems onto me. Fuck I hate this world.

Think I'm gonna buy a rope and hang myself in Hyde Park in Sydney. There's some nice trees there. Maybe the Botanical gardens.

I just want to fucking sleep. I just want to be loved. I just want to have a purpose. I just want to belong somewhere. I just want somebody to want me. Why is it so fucking hard?

Fuck this hell. People are so fake and awful. I really wish everyone would die. There's no such thing as a good person. Everybody's motivated by self interest. Even me I suppose, but it's mostly out of basic human necessity than anything else. I don't care about money. I don't care about being a playboy. I don't care about flashy material bullshit. I just want a life with meaning and with someone who loves me. I can't take it anymore.

If God designed this world then God must be a psychopath.