Everyone's life has a meaning. Someone never gets to know it, someone does.
I found mine. And I'm watching it slowly disappearif. Getting away from me...
I'm losing the meaning of my life. Feeling so empty...

Somethin stupid

Feeling like doing something stupid.
Something extremely stupid...

Don't speak

Wow...
Just that...
How did it go that bad?
I'm utterly amazed...
I have no words...

ugh

Just realized I went from "sleeping in the same room (bed actually...) with the woman I love" to "sleeping in the same room (ROOM! NOT BED) with an over fifty, overweight HIGLY SNORING guy"

Way to go :S

I'm fucking sick of it

Sick of being the one who always care.

Sick of being the ONLY one who cares.

The one who damns himself in order to solve other people problems, when they don't even attempt to solve them in the first place.

To be the one who always thinks about the others before than himself, and to feel bad, if I sometime act egoistically.

I have my OWN FUCKING SHITTY LIFE.

I HAVE MY DAMN OWN PROBLEMS.

And they are damn more than enough for me not to have to think about yours. GROW PEOPLE.

YOU ALL.

You won't always have someone looking after you.

Fuck you all, all of you who doesn't care about anything and anyone.

And to myself for caring too much about everything and everyone.