My head's doing a number on me, again. Tonight it's pretty bad.

You're friends don't even want to talk to you. They're so tired of all of your complaining. "Oh, I'm so sad. Oh life's so hard." Shut up! You're such a ***** and they know that. These people just ****ing pity you and they're tired of all your *****ing. You're so pathetic and weak. Why are you staying alive? No one actually cares. They just say it because it's "the right thing to do". Doesn't seem right at all when you're too worthless to even deserve air.

That's just some of it. I'm so tired of fighting it. I can't argue with this crap. I try to but it makes a bunch of other stuff so much worse. I don't want to keep doing this crap. I want to be done.