-HOPELESS-
How do I feel? Hopeless, completely and utterly hopeless.
Why can't I just do it? Why can't I just off myself? Why am I such a wimp I can't just kill myself?
Why.... WHY? WHY? WHY??????????????
Why does no one care about me? WHY DOES NO ONE CARE?
WHY AM I CRYING ALONE IN A DARK ROOM?
WHY AM I ALONE?
WHY DOES EVERYONE GIVE UP ON ME?
WHY CAN'T I JUST DIE?
WHY AM I STILL ON THIS FUCKING PLANET?
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
GOD DAMMIT!
I FEEL SO HOPELESS!
NOTHING IS EVER RIGHT!
I CAN DO NOTHING RIGHT!
I FAIL AND I FAIL AND I FAIL!
I HATE THE FUCKING WORLD!
NOTHING MATTERS BECAUSE NO ONE REALLY CARES... THEY ACT AS IF THEY DO... BUT DO THEY REALLY?
NO.
WHY COULDN'T I HAVE DIED TOO?
WHY AM I ALWAYS ALONE?
WHY AM I ALWAYS ABANDONED?
WHY DOES NO ONE CARE?
why have I exiled my self to my own mind? why have I exiled my self to my thoughts of hopelessness?
why why why why?
No one cares. nothing matters. everything is hell. i hate the world.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
WHY CAN'T I SCREAM OUT LOUD?
WHY DO I internally damn myself?
why do I not just off myself?
why why why?
I am a coward!
Nothing ever works out right for me!
everything falls apart before it hits the ground.
nothing works.
NOTHING!
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING!
WHY AM I ALWAYS FEELING AS IF NOTHING IS RIGHT?
WHY AM I SITTING HERE IN THE DARK?
ALONE.
ALWAYS ALONE IN THE DARK.
THE HORRORS COME.
YOUR INTERNAL FEARS. NO MATTER THE TIME OF DAY. THEY COME. ALWAYS.
WILL I EVER PULL THROUGH?
WILL I EVER JUST DO IT?
WILL I EVER?
WILL I EVER GET PAST THESE FEARS?
WILL I EVER TALK TO SOMEONE?
ABOUT THESE FEARS?
ABOUT EVERYTHING?
WILL I EVER COME OUT ABOUT THESE THINGS?
WILL I ALWAYS WALLOW AWAY IN SELF PITY? IN SELF HATE? IN HOPELESSNESS?
WILL THE DARKNESS EVER END FOR ME?
WILL I LIVE? WILL I DIE? WILL I SURVIVE? WILL I GIVE UP? WILL ANYTHING I DO EVER SUCCEED?
This is also part of a future chapter of HP and the humor of Dumbldore.
so if your interested in what's before this, go and read that.
Disclamor, I do not own Harry Potter or anything but this shitty windows 95, no wait I don't own this either.
Yes those are Harry's thoughts.
and it is only part of a future chapter if people want a future chapter
otherwise it will stand alone, maybe with another chap, but I doubt it.
How do I feel? Hopeless, completely and utterly hopeless.
Why can't I just do it? Why can't I just off myself? Why am I such a wimp I can't just kill myself?
Why.... WHY? WHY? WHY??????????????
Why does no one care about me? WHY DOES NO ONE CARE?
WHY AM I CRYING ALONE IN A DARK ROOM?
WHY AM I ALONE?
WHY DOES EVERYONE GIVE UP ON ME?
WHY CAN'T I JUST DIE?
WHY AM I STILL ON THIS FUCKING PLANET?
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
GOD DAMMIT!
I FEEL SO HOPELESS!
NOTHING IS EVER RIGHT!
I CAN DO NOTHING RIGHT!
I FAIL AND I FAIL AND I FAIL!
I HATE THE FUCKING WORLD!
NOTHING MATTERS BECAUSE NO ONE REALLY CARES... THEY ACT AS IF THEY DO... BUT DO THEY REALLY?
NO.
WHY COULDN'T I HAVE DIED TOO?
WHY AM I ALWAYS ALONE?
WHY AM I ALWAYS ABANDONED?
WHY DOES NO ONE CARE?
why have I exiled my self to my own mind? why have I exiled my self to my thoughts of hopelessness?
why why why why?
No one cares. nothing matters. everything is hell. i hate the world.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
WHY CAN'T I SCREAM OUT LOUD?
WHY DO I internally damn myself?
why do I not just off myself?
why why why?
I am a coward!
Nothing ever works out right for me!
everything falls apart before it hits the ground.
nothing works.
NOTHING!
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING!
WHY AM I ALWAYS FEELING AS IF NOTHING IS RIGHT?
WHY AM I SITTING HERE IN THE DARK?
ALONE.
ALWAYS ALONE IN THE DARK.
THE HORRORS COME.
YOUR INTERNAL FEARS. NO MATTER THE TIME OF DAY. THEY COME. ALWAYS.
WILL I EVER PULL THROUGH?
WILL I EVER JUST DO IT?
WILL I EVER?
WILL I EVER GET PAST THESE FEARS?
WILL I EVER TALK TO SOMEONE?
ABOUT THESE FEARS?
ABOUT EVERYTHING?
WILL I EVER COME OUT ABOUT THESE THINGS?
WILL I ALWAYS WALLOW AWAY IN SELF PITY? IN SELF HATE? IN HOPELESSNESS?
WILL THE DARKNESS EVER END FOR ME?
WILL I LIVE? WILL I DIE? WILL I SURVIVE? WILL I GIVE UP? WILL ANYTHING I DO EVER SUCCEED?
This is also part of a future chapter of HP and the humor of Dumbldore.
so if your interested in what's before this, go and read that.
Disclamor, I do not own Harry Potter or anything but this shitty windows 95, no wait I don't own this either.
Yes those are Harry's thoughts.
and it is only part of a future chapter if people want a future chapter
otherwise it will stand alone, maybe with another chap, but I doubt it.