world crumble

There is a world outside my window that I am al ittle to frightened to cross into. I am scared of everysteo I take. Will the ground fall out from below my feet?

Will anything I ever do matter?

What the fuck is the point of you. You ar ein my life and I no nothing about you and although you think you do know something about me, really you know nothing. You are nothing. You are everything I never want to be.

There, aren't you special?

Do feel you better now? I talked about you and since we all know the world revolves around and will never crumble out from under your feet maybe we should all just kiss your fucking ass and hope that it is strong enough for all of us to follow you around, you fucking gods and goddesses of the world which count for nothing more than the headaches that you leave when you walk out hte door.