Miserable

I'm seething, nay fuming with hatred right now. Why does life persistently beat down those with misfortune like me?

Let me enlighten yall with some information!!! I've always been fat, and teased unmerserfilly about my weight. Hot cunts at my school have always gone for the guys with better bodies. But I've always been teased.

Some days I want to shoot up my school. One of the finer philosophers out there Martin Luther King said A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on the installment plan. This is what my life means.

There's a lot of bullshit out there. Cunts! I'm trying to sift through the bullshit.

Why do these teens with trendy hair and shit continue to make my life misurable. i hate there trendy makeup and stuff. trendy emos. i hate life.

the worst are the blacks that talk loud in the movie theater. they are terrible. they dont understand my good intellectual prowess. i don't expect them to understand symbolisms in movies either. this whole nation is going to shit. stupid dumbed down country with anti-intellectualism rampant.

I was "socially inept" and bullied aswell, the difference being I was witty and athletic enough to turn those awkward situations when someone is trying to fuck with you into my favour and I enjoyed it as it gave me an opportunity to vent my anger. My grades were always high so teachers were always on my side and preps were always slightly jealous as all the cute girls who didn't plaster on make up, pretend to like R&B and act like vindictive bitches were attracted to me civilised non-threatenning mature demeanor.