Guest guest Posted September 24, 2010 Report Share Posted September 24, 2010 Bob, start some therapy, You are wasting Your life at the moment... > > I've said it once I'll say it again. Humans are selfish, it's evolution. You and me were designed to beat each other, I hate your genetics you hate mine. We all want ours and only ours to succeed. This struggle is the rat trap we know as life. Now you can't be selfish. Tell me I'm wrong, tell yourself. Lie. Then go be sad. I don't even need you to acknowledge me, I'm used to being right all the time and ignored anyways. I'm just too good. > > I'm making myself into a machine. I've adjusted my character, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing. I've never been as charismatic or inviting as I am now. I want to make people love me so that I can hurt them, I want to hurt them bad. It makes me feel good about myself and my condition. I gotta do what I gotta do right? Maybe I'll go to hell. Fuck it. > > It's pretty wild how good I'm getting at this though. All I tell people are lies. I'm at the point where people don't believe me because they actually believe me, they believe me because they want to sooooo bad. Hahaha, I'm actually starting to have a bit of fun with this. How's that for being positive? > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2010 Report Share Posted September 24, 2010 i see the world with other eyes aswell now... like you i have lost all my personality stimulations which made my life worthy. when i see happy people talking about nonsence i wanna hit them for some reason.. if you look at them...they are not better than stupid monkeys...retarded animals i may be jealous for not feel like them..but i dont want to be them either i dont want to live...but i dont want to be dead either so....what shall we do? i feel like a wrecked brain everyday..i can control my body..but i dont feel anything.. and there are like...10 ..20 ..30 years more to live like this...unless i die by some ilness... great future its not making me sick knowing i have some sort of handicap....but knowing how we got fooled when they assumed to help us..making me angry..just saying " no " and all what would be fine Bob...you are not alone > > I've said it once I'll say it again. Humans are selfish, it's evolution. You and me were designed to beat each other, I hate your genetics you hate mine. We all want ours and only ours to succeed. This struggle is the rat trap we know as life. Now you can't be selfish. Tell me I'm wrong, tell yourself. Lie. Then go be sad. I don't even need you to acknowledge me, I'm used to being right all the time and ignored anyways. I'm just too good. > > I'm making myself into a machine. I've adjusted my character, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing. I've never been as charismatic or inviting as I am now. I want to make people love me so that I can hurt them, I want to hurt them bad. It makes me feel good about myself and my condition. I gotta do what I gotta do right? Maybe I'll go to hell. Fuck it. > > It's pretty wild how good I'm getting at this though. All I tell people are lies. I'm at the point where people don't believe me because they actually believe me, they believe me because they want to sooooo bad. Hahaha, I'm actually starting to have a bit of fun with this. How's that for being positive? > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 25, 2010 Report Share Posted September 25, 2010 Bob all you're doing is looking for attention, enough's enough. You need to grow up. " Wolf in sheep's clothing? " more like a child in a man's body. Maybe you weren't hugged enough when you were a kid. Start being thankful for what you do have and stop hating the world, then you might stop being so depressed. > > I've said it once I'll say it again. Humans are selfish, it's evolution. You and me were designed to beat each other, I hate your genetics you hate mine. We all want ours and only ours to succeed. This struggle is the rat trap we know as life. Now you can't be selfish. Tell me I'm wrong, tell yourself. Lie. Then go be sad. I don't even need you to acknowledge me, I'm used to being right all the time and ignored anyways. I'm just too good. > > I'm making myself into a machine. I've adjusted my character, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing. I've never been as charismatic or inviting as I am now. I want to make people love me so that I can hurt them, I want to hurt them bad. It makes me feel good about myself and my condition. I gotta do what I gotta do right? Maybe I'll go to hell. Fuck it. > > It's pretty wild how good I'm getting at this though. All I tell people are lies. I'm at the point where people don't believe me because they actually believe me, they believe me because they want to sooooo bad. Hahaha, I'm actually starting to have a bit of fun with this. How's that for being positive? > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 28, 2010 Report Share Posted September 28, 2010 I think Bob is right. People who don't have our Problem laugh at us. They know that they have this advantage over us and pit it aginst you when you tell them about PSSD. That's so funkin depressing. They know that they have something BIG, BIG as humans what we have no more and they feel it...I really notice that they feel superior and make jokes about sex. They only answer the call of nature when they do that. We are out of nature. > > > > I've said it once I'll say it again. Humans are selfish, it's evolution. You and me were designed to beat each other, I hate your genetics you hate mine. We all want ours and only ours to succeed. This struggle is the rat trap we know as life. Now you can't be selfish. Tell me I'm wrong, tell yourself. Lie. Then go be sad. I don't even need you to acknowledge me, I'm used to being right all the time and ignored anyways. I'm just too good. > > > > I'm making myself into a machine. I've adjusted my character, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing. I've never been as charismatic or inviting as I am now. I want to make people love me so that I can hurt them, I want to hurt them bad. It makes me feel good about myself and my condition. I gotta do what I gotta do right? Maybe I'll go to hell. Fuck it. > > > > It's pretty wild how good I'm getting at this though. All I tell people are lies. I'm at the point where people don't believe me because they actually believe me, they believe me because they want to sooooo bad. Hahaha, I'm actually starting to have a bit of fun with this. How's that for being positive? > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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