I Hate Everything

Today is one of those days where I hate Nicki so much. I feel like nothing I do is ever good enough for her. And as a result, I injured both shoulders and elbows, and one of my knees. I collapsed on the way home from the gym. But I still hobbled back to my room.

I hate her so fucking much.

One day I will make her sorry. One day she’ll regret what she did.

I’m so pissed at life. I know it’s not suppose to be fair; but you would think at some point or another it would EVENTU-FUCKING-LY swing in my favor. I’m tired of it always going against me.

I want justice. I want revenge. I want one or the other; or both. It’s not fair that they just run off and live happily ever after, hurting me like that.

I swear to God one day I’m going to rip his fucking throat out and just watch him die.

This just isn’t enough. I can’t just walk away from this without some kind of revenge/justice. It’s just not fair.

I’m going to get really fucking buff. I’m going to be 200+ pounds of pure muscle. I’m going to become a software engineer who makes video games and gets a good paycheck. Twice the amount of her loser husband. And I’m going to buy the most ridiculously expensive car. And then I’m going to by-chance run accross her one day, and she’s going to be like “OMG.” and I’m gonna be like “BITCH!”.

I just hate everything. I fucking hate everything. This world totally blows. It’s cold and evil and I want nothing to do with it. And when I finally get my revenge I’m leaving this world, one way or the other. I can’t stand it anymore. I don’t even want a grave or a tombstone. Just let my body rot where it lies. I can’t stand this horrible stinking planet, infested with humans and their terrible atrocities. Ugly sacks of meat and guts. Liars, cheaters, thieves, murderers.

This whole damn planet is on course for an UGLY wake up call. And when World War 3 happens, and the world goes to hell; I’ll have a rifle, but I’ll be on MY SIDE. Fuck every other side.

I want justice. I want revenge. I want SOMETHING.

Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
I’ll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.

Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Down!

We are the angry and the desperate,
The hungry, and the cold,
We are the ones who kept quiet,
And always did what we were told.

But we’ve been sweating while you slept so calm,
In the safety of your home.
We’ve been pulling out the nails that hold up
Everything you’ve known.

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

So open your eyes child,
Let’s be on our way.
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way.

Keep quiet no longer,
We’ll sing through the day,
Of the lives that we’ve lost,
And the lives we’ve reclaimed.

Go!

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!

Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help)
No! No! No!
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t let me down, down, down, down, down!