I feel like both my eyes have been taken out and a fire has been set across the room.

I’m struggling with people. Everyone around me is so vicious and calculative. I am trying to keep strong but things are not going very well on the personal front.

Some days I almost loose hope. Every time I think my life will get better something goes wrong.

I don’t know how to control things. Only thing good in my life is my work. If this wasn’t there I would have lost hope and killed myself long back. Put an end to all the misery.

People have a strange way to crushing my feelings every time I reach out to them.

Perhaps I have forgotten how to talk to people or deal with them. Most of the people I am getting to know have been stabbing me in the back.

This has left me with almost no one to bank on but myself.

Love doesn’t agree with me it seems. I’m beginning to feel perhaps it is not meant for me.

I should have just become a monk and vanished into the oblivion of some cave or something like that (as I had planned). Leave everything behind and just vanish. No one knows where I am, I don’t know where everyone else is.

I think I should just stop thinking about love and finding anyone. Just let it go and accept that I will be that person with 28 cats. Animals are better than human beings.

They love you no matter how your day has been or what you have been doing and accept you just as you are. Perhaps I should keep cats and dogs.

I have ten thousand conditions that have been put on me on what the next guy in my life should be like.

To be honest, I’d be lucky if I find someone at all now.

People seem to be living under some sort of delusional conventional world of theirs where they have their check lists of rights and wrongs.

Everyone around me is so messed up. The kind of expectations they have from their partners is unbelievable.

I know someone who seems like an angel sent from the heavens to this girl.

This guy is a dream of a man, in his thinking, his looks, his values, his temperament, his heart, his talent (he is talented as fuck!)…how he looks after the house and how compassionate he is.

There are the small things and little efforts he does that I can see as a friend but this girl treats him like shit.

She can’t see it and she treats him like he not even worthy of one percent respect. I am amazed at how blind she is.

The amazing part is that he is equally awestruck at his woman’s repugnant attitude. He doesn’t get it either.

…and here I am, wondering whether I will die alone and here is this dream of a guy doing everything a woman could possibly dream of having in a man and IT IS NOT ENOUGH FOR HER.

Can you imagine? Nothing is EVER enough

Wow. What else is left to look forward to in this universe now? I don’t look forward to the money; I know I’ll die without taking it with me.

I don’t care about fame. Fame is people’s mood swings upside down. The people out there putting their best foot forward are getting fucked in the ass with a cactus without any lube, just because.

I am sick of it. I’M SICK OF IT.

It sickens me now to see how people treat other people.

I am so sick of it I just want to get the hell away from this place and just vanish.

Nobody gives a fuck about any one. Everyone is just concerned about themselves and the people who do care about other people get fucked and HOW!

I am feeling the heat of the fire around me. I just can’t find the way out.

They took my eyes away from me.

 

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