I feel really bad today. I can't take it anymore. I need help.

But no one can help me. I exist, forever. I hate this reality. I hate sex now, and sex obsessed people and society. I hated growing up. I hate the world. I want to die.

I'm not smart enough to do things. And I don't want to do them anyways.

This existence is pain. I don't want to help anyone either, cuz they're all just hallucinations - This whole world. It's just a dream.

It just goes around in a big circle.

I don't want love. It's fake.

No one can ****ing understand anything I'm saying. I'm not a person, just a series of random patterns that don't make any sense. That's all this world is.