You know a lot of people wonder how they will die. I don’t think I’ve wondered since ten years old, if I don’t get beaten to death, I’m pretty fuckin sure depression will get the best of me. And that’s so fucking stupid. But I’m trying hard. And nothing’s working..
My head stone will say:
" Fuck Me?,
Fuck You! “
Here lies a piece of shit loser,
He was stupid, ugly,
And did nothing for the world.
one time in an interview Zac Efron said that he loved death note and idk if he was just saying that bc the interviewer mentioned it or what but the point is Zac Efron may be a closet weeb
does this look like a coincidence to you?
One time in like 5th grade I had this teacher and she gave us all bottles of shit like this and told us to squeeze it all out and of course we were like fuck yeah and did it and then she said, “Now, try and shove it all back in the container.” Of course we all tried, and then stared at her confused as shit. When we all obviously gave up, she said, “In the moment, you were so consumed with what you were doing that you didn’t realize the mess you were making. Then, after it was so quickly and easily poured out, you realize it is impossible to put it all back in. Remember this for the rest of your lives when it comes to the words that come out of your mouth” and we were like 10 so we were like yeah ok whatever lady, but somehow to this day I think of it constantly.
Right now, I fucking hate myself.
And I’ve been thinking that I peaked at the age of ten.
Fucking upset today. But why?