Losers of the world: unite!

I’m only 21 years old. The world has lost all its meaning to me. I’m not only disappointed and angry with it but also hate it. I have only one wish now: to kill myself. I cannot destroy the whole world, and the world can easily strangle me to death: you only need each person to spit one spit to drown me. Instead of being choked to death by the stinky farts of the masses and drenched in their murky urine, it is better to end my own life as soon as possible, thereby declaring the end of the world with the end of myself.