Writing is pointless to me

Ugh. I hate everything. I just want to communicate but there is not enough €@$%#* anything to communicate the @*#;#^@£@(, I want to say.

I want to smash stuff with my fists and just really get those muscles moving. And I want to scream and cry and just !*#*$;ӣ everything up.

And it’s not good enough to do things my way.

I mean… words are all I have. And they’re not good enough. I’m not good enough. I’ll never be enough.

And I know I’m not out trying to please everyone. I only need to please myself. But I’ve only ever pleased myself… Because of my words. People do what I want because of words.

So… Fuck it. I silence myself.