i hate talking to other people i hate hearing them vent because none of their problems mean shit all of their issues are either flaws of their world perception or something that could be solved really easily if they just manned up and stopped caring about meaningless everyday shit that they wont remember in the next 5 years. i hate them i hate them all, they live such easy lives and im stuck being insane. i cant talk about this anywhere without people dismissing me as an edgelord because they cannot conceive of someone being genuine in their hatred. all i have is raving like a lunatic on anonymous imageboards. no one gives a shit about what i have to say, i told my mom the date on which im gonna kill myself and she just shushed me and continued talking about groceries. i keep saying crazy shit on purpose to trigger a reaction out of people but they just give me that emptyheaded fluoride stare and move on with their day.