Is it true that everybody is born to be a liar. Now I don’t know who is telling the truth who is not. I don’t even know I am doing the right thing or the wrong thing. It seems that everybody is blaming me. EVERYBODY! What the f***! I feel really tired. Tired of everything. I got things I love to do, but I have to be bothered with things that I don’t like. I want to end this. But responsibility or such kind of stuff bind me to it. I can’t just let things to be whatever they are going to be. This is s***! I hate this feeling. Helpless and desperate. I wasn’t like this, but this s*** changes everything. At the exact point that I found something that I love to do, and get a aim.
It is a tragedy. I feel like I am fooled by the GOD. HE is just watching a TV show, and I am the one that entertains him with all my suffering.