dark wojak


I stopped trying to make sense of life and accepted it as a cruel fucking joke. Stopped expecting things to be perfect. Even stopped giving a damn about all of its bullshit for a long time. But damn, it still hurts. You cannot fucking win against your misfortune. If life decides to fuck with you, there is nothing you can do about it.

After a long time of silence, I got news from my best friend. Only person I can truly call a friend. My brother. The only reason I didn't blew my head long time ago. Only reason I kept my sanity this long. Doesn't matter how horrible I felt, he always managed to cheer me up. Even when I was at my lowest, he was there to help me.

Today, he told me whatever happened to him. He ended up being homeless, he almost starved to death, got beaten to death and his family turned their back to him, he ended up in jail for short period of time because of some bullshit. He was getting death threats from a racist little cunt. They finally found a way to fuck with him. They first jumped him then called the police for "trespassing" their personal property. This shit happened at last day of his work and he got backstabbed by his employers. All of his fault is being born in United States of Americunts. Today he sent his last message and said that we won't be seeing each other anymore. It fucking hurts so much that he lives thousands of miles away, in a different country, in a different continent. My hands are tied. There is nothing I can do.

Today, I lost my one and only friend. Best person I have ever seen. Kindest and the nicest man I have ever met. He did not deserve half of the shit he got. This is how fast your life can turn upside down. I am still in shock. After so many years I cried for the first time. My tears spilled all over my keyboard. Gave him my last words and tried to become optimistic. I promised him we will meet one day and everything is gonna be alright.

I lied...


I had the worst fever in my life and spent the last week in my bed. I got up just to get punched in the face once again. I feel alone. Very alone. Only person truly cared about me is now gone. Stripped away from my life. I am not writing these for pity of others. There is nobody I can talk to. Just me and this crappy ass online diary. I will come back to read all of these in the future. Like visiting my old self. I am not sure how I will feel. I am not sure where I am gonna be.