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2002-10-14 - 2:52 p.m. . . .
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See Minus Me Pointless

Good news; I decided today that my existance on this earth is pointless. I am more or less just a waste of space and time. If I can't ever be happy with myself, than no one else should take the time out of their day to spend time on or with me. There is no point of wasting your time on something that is already a waste of time.

I imagined myself working for the Department of Public Works at the age of 45. Cutting grass for a living. No one wants to love someone as worthless as me.

I imagined living in Florida in a cardboard box on a street corner. I would have to go to Florida because I don't think I could live homeless in the harsh winters of Pittsburgh.

I'm not finding much point in anything anymore. Not my life. Not my relationships.

You know why? No. It's funny how the little things in life like to affect you in the worst ways.

I won't be writing in here very much anymore, or at all. Don't read this, you're wasting your time.

It's time to realize that my writing will only make me happy. No one else. Not for money. Not for future. Just me.

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