Sympathy

I had a belief. It wasn't a true one. It's just... Um... Life's tough. Everybody knows that. But life isn't tough for me. It never was. I just supposed that. It's just an induced thing. I did and i'm doing everything I want, that is perfect for my own. I made my fortune. And my fortune is zero. I am the best - only my opinion. I am the smartest - again my opinion. I'm gonna live forever - the same. You all, out there, you must not exist. I should be the only guy on Earth. I won't feel bad. I am a loner. The shepherd of The Devil. I'd gear very well down there. Oh, stay! There's no Hell. And there's no Heaven. First of all, everything is here. Like the false faith in some non-existent thing. There is no GOD. There is no God for anyone. It's just a circle. All is based on a fucking perfect circle. You know that. But you're cursing me right now. Everybody does that. "Screw you, man! Screw your beliefs, screw your past, your present and your future!" I am not superstitious. I believe only in myself. I don't give a shit on the sign of the zodiac. Fuck with the faith. A horrible word : faith. Sounds so shitty. Fuck with the one night stands, fuck with the relationships. Fuck with some fucking advice. I'm pissing on plans. I'm pissing on having lots of friends. I'm getting along with few people. It's enough for me. I really care for such a small number of persons and those will know for sure soon. I don't want attention. I don't want to be asked what I am doing at anytime of the day, week, month... I am very abstract. My folks - they don't know me well enough. Nobody knows me well enough. I don't know English well enough, as you can see... Fuck with the mistakes. I've made so many mistakes, I'm still making. But those are not beyond recall. I've lost so much time in my life. I am not the one who enjoys the moment. Very few things about this. I wished that, but I wasn't able to maintain this further. I am good at few things. I have known more in the past years and now I live on the back of that. I saw many fucked up stuff in a year. A year now. I hate so many people. I am a hater. I am fine with this. Love's just a tainted hate for me. I wonder for how long... I am mesmerized by THE LIFE. I'm scared of death, so I will avoid it as much as possible. I think I won't finish all my purposes before my death. But I tiny little bit hope for the reverse. I am not trying the best for me. I'm a pusillanimous. I hope you'll figure out the meaning of this word. I want just to have fun. I will have fun with you. That's my impulsively project. This is just the beginning. The 21346584287346 beginning. See ya.