How come I am ignored?
Even my parents do not notice me speaking.
All I want is to truly be heard.
Running your mouths, you will not stop for me.
Meaningless noise, quiet babbling, that is all I am.
Even my family cannot hear my noise.
Standing here, I am watching.
Everyone walks by without noticing me.
Even my family continues walking by.
Matching my pace to theirs, I walk beside them.
Eventually I will make them see me.
Loneliness is a slow killer, devouring all.
Old and young alike, no one can beat it alone.
Very few people find the someone meant for them.
Everyone is always looking for the someone just for them.
Many will never lessen the loneliness.
Eventually it will consume us, heart and soul; loneliness will be all.
Somewhere there is a person who is me but not me.
This person is a killer, they will kill all I care about.
Only I can stop this person, but do I want to?
Promises mean nothing, they can easily be broken.
Morals are useless. Who needs them when there is pleasure?
Everyone will be killed by this person, by me, and I will know pleasure.
Keeping from hurting people is hurting me.
I simply want to be happy; is that so wrong?
Loving me has become impossible for you.
Listening to me is bringing you to the brink of insanity.
More of my pleading and raving will shatter your mind.
Everyone will die for me, to give me the pleasure and happiness I long for.
Do not be afraid of me; I simply want pleasure.
Immediately after killing you, I will be happy.
Everyone dies anyway. Even you.
Credit To: Marli666
Me,
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December 13, 2012 at 6:55 pm
Add a bit about being a ghost and you MIGHT have a creepypasta!!
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April 6, 2013 at 10:35 am
Ghosts are almost never scary.
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December 14, 2012 at 1:43 am
“Listening to me is bringing you to the brink of insanity.” Truer words were never published on this site. Isn’t there an emo site you could post something like this on? There is nothing scary or creepy about this. Most of it just came off as whining to me.
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December 14, 2012 at 3:06 am
This is a copy pasta.
He copied an already made pasta…. But he modified his, in a way that his character becomes mad, instead of going to a graveyard and resting in peace…
Still, this is copying.
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December 14, 2012 at 4:34 am
Wow, yeah, you’re really hardcore and spooooooky. You talk about how it makes you happy to kill people, how oh-so lonely you are because no one understands you, and even put 666 at the end of your penname, but it doesn’t matter. You are still a whiny little child who desperately needs attention to validate your existence. It’s even worse that you copied it from another story.
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December 14, 2012 at 5:04 am
@hamster and beefnuts
Have your little pictures always been so similar?
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December 15, 2012 at 12:04 am
@shogunfish
I don’t know. Mine has always looked like that but I’m not sure if beef’s changed.
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December 15, 2012 at 2:18 am
Oops, I meant poodle not hamster
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December 18, 2012 at 5:21 pm
@Shogunfish Well, I didn’t chose my image. It was “randomly” generated…
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January 11, 2013 at 5:55 pm
C-Canada?
What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be on Crappypasta! Where’s Kumajiro? Oh, come on Canada! You can do better than that!
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January 24, 2013 at 7:11 pm
If you are depressed, a site about horror stories is not the place you should be posting. This isn’t scary, and isn’t the place to whine about being ignored. That what Twitter’s for.
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