God, I hate you.
You allowed me to live and I don’t feel good.
god, all I do is lay around because you tell me life will be better, but the only thing I noticed getting better is YOU.
Where am I in this plan of yours? Am I finished, and ready to just lay down and die? Where is my happy ending for the service I’ve given you, God? All I ask is for love, God, and all I get is this evil personality surrounding me.
I’m sorry God, I’m so so sorry, but I’m only human and I make mistakes. But god, you have to understand that I see faults in your plan.
I demand compensation. I demand a beautiful girlfriend who can not only understand me but make me feel alive.
god, I have nothing to make me feel alive.
The daylight is a loop, I noticed.
Day-night day night, and nothing else. Green, orange, white, and nothing else.
God, where is your variety? God, why can I not travel? I don’t want to travel alone.
God, give me a companion.