My mind is an endless pit of self pity and confinement. I hate people, I really do. I can't stand them and often times wonder WHY I am stuck here with such imbeciles... I don't believe in god. Well... I believe there is a god and I believe all the stories. But never shall I worship that figure of hope. People don't understand each other. We hurt, we love, we hurt, we love. That is all. HOW IS THAT A LIFE? I can't even comprehend! Ugh. Nothing makes sense. Nothing at all.