Je Dois Partir / Did I Give You Concrete Shoes?

I look at myself in the mirror see my ugly self, fat, just unattractive and desperate for acceptance DESPERATE FOR ANYTHING. Wanting things over and done with so I feel less of a pathetic loser wondering the Earth with no future. Feeling anxious like I'm a terrible person who keeps annoying people pissing them off being awkward. People take pity on me while I cry at night but who cares. Does it matter I'll be contacted because I'm asking for attention and sympathy for my non-problems. Too tired to type anymore. Bottom of the line is ugly, awkward annoying cunt, desperate, lonely, crying loser... Pffttt... I am the table.

The Only Way (Is The Wrong Way) - Filter - The Amalgamut