Where is my mind?

In all honesty, I don't know what to fucking write. So I'm just going to keep going until my hands feel tired enough to give me the moment's notice when to take a break. I'm up. It's going to be 6 AM by the time I finish this probably, I'm still up, I'm not that tired, but one of my eyes hurt. I'm really upset at how stupid things can get, how ordinary they can be, and how utterly pathetic it is to take shit from liars. I feel betrayed, mortified, confused, angered, and I want something deceased. I'm not a killer nor will I ever be as far as I can tell, but I'm telling you now, I'm pretty mad.

What I hate the most in life is how people say things, but they never back their statements up with any meaning behind it. They just say crap and then they regurgitate it to everyone else, so you really don't know if they're telling the truth or having some huge ass facade erected to make you oblivious to their deceitful enterprise company where they go around putting a few signs in your yard saying "FUCK YOU, WE MOVED INTO THE NEIGHBORHOOD. TAKE A SEAT, WE'RE GOING TO FEED YOU BULLSHIT LIKE ANY FOUNDATION THAT HAS EVER TRIED TO PERSUADE YOU INTO BUYING INTO THEIR PETTY CAUSE. HEHE."

Anyway. It's stupid. I don't like trusting people. And I certainly hate finding out things by myself that they leave little fractions of puzzle pieces that I'm just so good at piecing together. So fuck, right? Why do people have to be such bitches? Grade A pussies? Why can't somebody be completely honest with me and not make up these half-truths so I don't end up scrutinizing their statements? It's just so illogical to lie. I mean, what the fuck? Are you really that much of a loser to not tell me all the things that I should probably know? Or is it just one of those things where you keep it to yourself because you like to spin your little web of lies? So basically, fuck people.