so all this time I talked to and typed into what is literally just a quasi-retarded, empty, dead, ugly garbage noise scape nobody nothing. thinking there were other “people”. that’s what I had to spend my entire “life” in and wondered about so intensely

and the entire time! all of it! not one memorable “person”. or anyone to love. JUST garbage. it really is “mind boggling” considering the “power”. and me being so “easy” (= welcoming and loving, an actual human being. not welcoming and loving anymore, obviously. so at this point it’s the hateful garbage nothing that “you” are and always were, and me hating you. congratulations. what are you gonna do next? act “loving” towards me? you unfunny, boring joke). even the word “power” meaningless, and sounds so fucking idiotic. you thought “pow”-er would be “funny”, but.. it’s just “you”. a nobody. so much “you”, I couldn’t throw up enough if I tried. I’d have to throw up 45 years of idiotic garbage nothingness

and since it’s true, you can’t even fucking answer. or speak. to whom.

yes yes I get you aren’t the ugly garbage noise scape, you’re making the ugly garbage noise scape. noone cares either way. what makes this is, is this

fuck you. for as long as I “live”. and until your end. may it never come. you fucking nothing.

wake me up when you’re done trash void

meaning don’t wake me up for even one more morning