alone

There he went for a smoke knowing it will bruise his wounds further but he dint care less. there might have been talks about the world ending that night but he just sat there and puff away. spitting out blood out of his mouth, he wondered how long does he have to go through this ordeal. with all the doomsday bullcrap, he thought back what if it happens and he is alone? he really dint mean for this to happen, it is becoming more of a routine already. he really dint like his life, and so he reaches for another stick and spent the rest of the night meaninglessly

you are a fucking loser