An Insignificant Little Shit.

Right now I’m just a really angry person at myself and my stupidity. I mean there were signs everywhere, but as I’ve said multiple times before, I’m an ignorant piece of shit. Fucking up my own hands won’t do anything, but in my mind, if there isn’t blood on my hands, it feels like I have done absolutely nothing. I guess my own blood will have to do for now… so as I continuously just punch these walls and think about how I could help my family… I’ll just wallow in my self pity and just be a confused little tiny piece of shit. A little speck in this huge world. That’s what I am for now. An insignificant little fucker who tries to think he’s bigger than he really is. Not even good enough to be an ant in the millions of little dust around me. Nope, not even that big. I’m fucking small. I’m fucking scared. I’m a loser. I’m damned. I’m cursed. I’m an idiot. I’m inconsiderate. I’m a jerk. I’m a person who is hot headed, yet will not take action. I’m the person that I hate the most.