Another of my pathetic attention seeking rants incoming.

I hate myself, so God damn much. I recently went out and socialised and I know i was just some creepy man with tits. That i acted "weird in the weirdest possible way". I had creepy thoughts (i mean who tf thinks these things??) creepy demeanor creepy everything.

I feel the need to repent, ive already bashed my leg a little, but i think ill start cutting again. Im just so evil, i dont really deserve to live. Im a creature both mentally and physically that should be locked in some dungeon. I should be fucking murdered brutally by some hero.

If i had some moral backbone, i would kill myself knowing that I am someone who should not live. But alas, i dont have the courage. Instead ill just block everyone or something and bed rot until i hopefully starve.

-Minty