mind foggydont waste time reading boring rant brought worldseriously why expected fix parents financial condition parents guilt tripping me feel destroy lives kill myself still love them im lowest now cant stand concept luck world creator world exists hate death underdeveloped scared individual day day realizes survive this day come day parents collapse able live own total failure hate using cliche word objectively true many successful people around me pressure high cant expectationsi cant even took expectations away wouldnt even able live want cry day nothing get disease vanish sound vanish born experience much pain die born even strength end suffering cant kill keep living hectic torture machine even know im writing this know deep things bad trying get help noi guess scream internally heart hate every second existence im furiousi hate parents brought piece shit world expect happy time hate much hate anyone else hates me