Why I have to think about things I am thinking about? Is this a punishment? What did I do to you, you are torturing me. Exactly why I have to think about death, existence, hollowness, loneliness, unwanted people like me and why are some more popular then others. I have no friends so I have to talk to myself, the worst person alive. I hate this person, he is only negative, doesn’t like anything. Why I see only one solution? There is nothing but hollowness for us. This is place for popular, talkative, handsome, and over all good people. So, maybe next time I will be luckier.        I hate my mind and myself