1: I don't understand human beings.
Normal human beings may as well be an alien species, or I may as well be. Almost everything they do confuses me. This leads to me feeling rather isolated sometimes.
2: I am almost always angry.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I have come to hate you since I started to live.There is rarely a moment where something isn't pissing me off. Other people, the government, things not going my way, even innaminate objects are not safe from my seemingly endless anger.
3: I'm fuck ugly.
Pretty simple.
4: I have an unjustified expectation of Karma.
Honestly, I haven't had an easy life thus far. There's been harder paths to walk, but still, I've had it rougher than most. Thing is, I'm constantly expecting the universe to give me a break. That because I supposedly deserve for things to get better, they will. Yet, I should really know better than that. I didn't do anything to deserve what went wrong so far, I've seen many people who didn't deserve to suffer go through hell, and the people who caused it all coming out smelling of roses. To believe in karma at this point is immature. And yet, some part of me just won't give up on the idea.
5: I despise myself.
I barely see myself as a worthy human being. As much as I am confused and angry at normal people a lot, I know they're how human beings are supposed to work. How they're supposed to be. I don't look like that, I don't act like that, I can't even manage to pretend to for long. I see myself as an abomination, a thing that should not be.
Normal human beings may as well be an alien species, or I may as well be. Almost everything they do confuses me. This leads to me feeling rather isolated sometimes.
2: I am almost always angry.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I have come to hate you since I started to live.There is rarely a moment where something isn't pissing me off. Other people, the government, things not going my way, even innaminate objects are not safe from my seemingly endless anger.
3: I'm fuck ugly.
Pretty simple.
4: I have an unjustified expectation of Karma.
Honestly, I haven't had an easy life thus far. There's been harder paths to walk, but still, I've had it rougher than most. Thing is, I'm constantly expecting the universe to give me a break. That because I supposedly deserve for things to get better, they will. Yet, I should really know better than that. I didn't do anything to deserve what went wrong so far, I've seen many people who didn't deserve to suffer go through hell, and the people who caused it all coming out smelling of roses. To believe in karma at this point is immature. And yet, some part of me just won't give up on the idea.
5: I despise myself.
I barely see myself as a worthy human being. As much as I am confused and angry at normal people a lot, I know they're how human beings are supposed to work. How they're supposed to be. I don't look like that, I don't act like that, I can't even manage to pretend to for long. I see myself as an abomination, a thing that should not be.