Some people (like me), are so emotionally broken they do not even know how to express it to the world – even here, online and anonymous, people like me just think: “Well, where to start?” And then they close the browser, because what is the point anyway? But ok, let me open up to someone who is unfortunate enough to even read this: I smoke a pack every single day, not despite the fact that it kills, but because it reads in the pack that it kills – I am writing this kind of drunk, because… Well, why not? Do not take me wrong, I have plenty to live for, but… I just do not see the point! I am here, every single day, for all the people that depend on me – I do everything I can whenever someone needs my help, and I do not even ask for anything in return. I took it as my own mission to make everyone’s life’s as better as I can, without asking anything in return. I am so far gone that I dismiss and even mock everyone who even extends their hands towards me. I need no help, no sympathy, no nothing – just the comfortable pleasure of death… Just, just let me go… And shed no tears for me because, well, what’s the point anyway – who will even remember this, let alone even read it, 100 years from now? I guess I am just one of those unspoken persons of history that had the unfortunate destiny of living in the first place… And now I will just drink a bit more and smoke another cigarette because… well, why not? If I even wake up tomorrow (hope not), I’ll have just some more chores and complaints, and stuff I think I need to do… Well, if you read this far, for whatever reason, just know that maybe people around you are there to support you, without even knowing what “support” means; that people around you honestly try to make your life better, without even knowing what a “good life” looks like… If you read this far, spend no time answering the online ramblings of a drunken old guy and just look around and… see!
