//About myself, I know one thing: I'm DEFINITELY way far from a normal human being. Also, I know that my name is Simon, I'm a male, I'm 17, I'm demisexual, introvert, ironic, sarcastic, fulled with black humor, cynical fucker that people would normally not stick around. But, does that matter? A post from @mahotiss got me thinking. For the first time I was like "Bitch please...", but then I was like "Holy fuck...! What if he is right?!". Because, I don't like talking "about weather", but, when it comes to my shit that I know, I can talk about it for hours. OK...? Also, I'm acting like I was scared of lonelyness, but I know fucking well how it is to be lonely. Six years in my fucking primary school destroyed me. Seriously, if I hadn't have a family and this fear of being harmed either physically and mentally, I would be dead for a couple of years now. Why I want to interact with people so much?! I don't trust people, so why do I want to stick with them?! But, I feel that I'm annoying. Because I am. My desire to be with people made me annoying. I'm a guy fulled with negative emotions that I can't let it out. Seriously, I don't know how to relax. I don't know how to overcome my problems. I know that's unhealthy, but I just seriously can't let my evil emotions out from my heart. Probably I will die from a heart attack in like 20 years, because of it, so I want to make people happy. Seriously, I can't stand sadness in other people, I want to cheer them up, I'm actually too nice for people. But, I feel that this is an annoyance. Can't do under Read More, so sorry. Peace out and let's hope that I will make through another night.
