I died a long time ago. I hate everything.

My life is going through a road that I hate, that I don’t like. And I can’t do anything about it.

My time is running out in this body. I want to end it all. I’m in a state of shock… It feels like my brain can’t understand what’s going on in my life. I just want people to stop talking to me!!

I just want them to shut up! if there would shut up that would help me to relax, and to think clearly.

This is my fucking life, it’s not yours, its mine. And I should be the one to choose not the people around me.

But no, no, no, no. I’m just fuck… I’m going to end up studying something I hate, something that’s below of my capability, something that’s going to screw with my head. I just don’t know for how long I am going to be able to bear with this… Every day I am closer to hang myself.