So ugly.

Who am I living for?
Myself?
I don't even care anymore.
Little Miss angsty keeps creeping up on me.
I hate it.
Sometimes I hate myself so much even without a reason.
I hate life.
Everything about life.
I hate how the world is unfair.
How the poor never got rich and the rich who doesn't deserve it all.

So much angst in me.
I hate being alone because all these dark thoughts cloud my mind but at the same time I wanna be left alone just so I don't have to face all these stupid people with bad ass attitude.
I'm not saying my attitude's any better but these people should watch themselves turn ugly and know it for themselves.
End.