Not my fault. I just wanted to be loved. Someone should have saved me from myself in the last 10 years. The world made me this way, now it’s the world’s problem to deal with. I will take out all my frustration for this bitter, lonely, miserable existence on anyone who is happy and loved. I waited too long for my manic pixie dream girl and she never came so now I live to make people more miserable than I am. If people dont want to get dragged down, maybe they should have raised me up. I am already dead, I’m just seeing how much collateral damage I can do before I finish the job.
