CYB3R

The guy there took me out…

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I don’t want anything, just stop feeling.

If you read my post I didn’t asked for help. I just asked a question. And I’m well aware of that, but that’s literally me. I’m a downer, the world made me one, so I guess I’m cursed, I’m fucked since nobody wants me. You just told me that

I won’t call anyone. There’s no anyone anyways. Not for free.

Being born rich.

That’s not a reality here plus I’m poor.

Fuck me then. I guess I deserve to fucking die. I’m just… Me. And I won’t change.

That fucker lived thousands of years ago plus he was rich and probably could get bitches if he wanted delivered at his place. He knows nothing about me, ergo means nothing to me.

Alcohol, food and isolate from everyone. Plus never trusting anyone.

You’re right I won’t.

I’m sorry but that’s not possible.

I will never love myself.