Perspectives of me and a person.

I want to die. I need to die. The world seems much better when someone dies. Because some else is born. That is how it has been. One man's dies three more shall take his place. And then what. I will be nothing more than a memory. A figment. A ghost. Few people will remember me. I can't say that as a person I would like to be forgotten like the poor souls of the time of stone or bronze. But I can't think of that as a bad thing. I will be left alone and kept to myself as I always am. I keep to myself I don't mind it. I prefer it to being surrounded by people that don't seem to notice me half of my seventh period don't know my own name. Which on it's own is fine. I don't care they are idiots. But what would they do as people than exist to fill the void their parents had tried to fill to think a human being doing that and actually enjoying the sexual and emotional pleasure of bringing a child of idiocy into this world just sickens me for it's not the child who is to blame but the parents of the said idiot.

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She is going on about this again? Who would listen to her why would we listen? She should shut the hell up. Think about it we spent not even 30 minutes listening to her going on about how a child shouldn't be blamed for their idiocy when the parents of the said child were the ones to bring this child into the world. I believe the term this woman should look for is why? Why would parents begin to have children if not to empty the holes or voids as she had once stated in their own hearts. I could drink or toast to her philosophy if she herself was not a idiot for being human is to be an idiot.