All of this so fucking dumb

all these problems no where to run

I’m done. I’m done.
Lets finally cut the shit.
Every single problem.
It all just makes me sick.
I don’t even know why I’m angry anymore.
Feels like I’v been hating forever and more.
A blinding anger.

From a angry teenager.

I want to settle the score.

I don’t know what to do anymore.

therainwillsing asked: i love you

lol k?



;) I love you too 

I’m full of shit, full of shit up to the brim, when I look at myself it just makes me sick and is this it? All that I can be? A man of masks, damned to never be me. And damn this perception  knowing this to be, that I haven’t been me, can’t be me, and honestly you shouldn’t consider what I have to think cause Sometimes I worry, that all I’v ever brought to this world, is another man’s thoughts.