Hate

I hate the world today. And now you think: great way of starting this year. No, I started this year with me looking at the fireworks. I started this year thinking "I'm gonna be the greatest" but now i feel weak.. small... i guess you have to feel like this to go on.. to achieve the greatest things.


I am tired.. i am hopeless... i feel empty and i need to punch someone, to tell the world that it's stupid and not worthy and that i can't be happy in this world. Not this one. This one lies and it's not giving a damn about people who died on the dance floor. Nobody should die on the dance floor.  I hate myself because i don't wanna feel so much rage against humanity but i fucking do. People are dying because of you... children are starving... and you don't do anything. You fucking wait. What the fuck do you wait? For us to kill you... The system, the society, the world...



Stupid things.