meaningless

February, 26th

Why am I so stupid? Why can’t I be just someone from the crowd? Why is so difficult to live like an open man? Sometimes I hate myself. I hate the way I am. Why am I so fucking shy? she drives me crazy and I can’t tell her. I’m going mad about this. And perhaps tomorrow I’ll regret about what I’m writing but.. WHO CARES? WHO CARES ABOUT MYSELF? I’m just another idiot on this fucking world. Please listen at John, instep of “give peace a chance”, GIVE ME A CHANCE! I´ll do anything to have you at my side. Isn’t it a pity? who cares. I’m writing to no one here. Nobody cares about a fucking single person on earth. We always care about our selves, and it’s understandable. We want the best for us. and then comes the rest…

Tired of being someone else. I gonna go to bed. but, of course, WHO CARES?

sincerely, Mr. Moustache