Pessimism from the full-time pessimist.

you think you know people but you're wrong.






Well, at least i know myself. I feel lousy.
No, I am.

Nothing to do with low self-esteem. It is reality, okay i can't deny that it is coupled with slight pessimism. God, give me more eyes so i can see what i need to. It doesnt matter if i look like a monster. Give me longer limbs so i can stretch. It doesnt matter if i look like octopus. Give me natural anabolic steroid so i won't get tired. It doesnt matter if i die early. Give me wonderful people so i wont have to face arrogant asses .

Or at the very least, grant me contentment.
Or maybe, god, i can tell you what i can give you, my pathetic life.
Life is about giving isnt it? So give me something!

God love everyone including me.
but maybe i'm just not God's favourite..