I hate everything
I just need to shake today off. I spent a good part of it in tears and/or feeling all heartbroken. Stupid things happened, which were sad of their own accord, but they weren't even the reason I was crying. I suck, that's all. Its not even over anything new. Just something I'm trying to cope with and pretend I'm alright about.
The funny thing about being a human, and this was even brought up on some tv show the other day, is that no matter how fucked your life is, you will always tell people you haven't seen or talked to in a while that everything is great. Well, it isn't great. Sometimes life fucking sucks and doesn't go the way you wished so fucking hard that it would.
I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I guess you just go through the motions, pretending to be normal until one day it doesn't hurt so damn much when you wake up in the morning. Whoever invented hearts is so fucked because I have it in for them big time.
I feel like Dane Cook. I'm walking down the street, in the rain, and I come across that stupid house full of people and come to the realization that everyone was invited except for me. That's exactly what love is like for me, exactly.
The funny thing about being a human, and this was even brought up on some tv show the other day, is that no matter how fucked your life is, you will always tell people you haven't seen or talked to in a while that everything is great. Well, it isn't great. Sometimes life fucking sucks and doesn't go the way you wished so fucking hard that it would.
I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I guess you just go through the motions, pretending to be normal until one day it doesn't hurt so damn much when you wake up in the morning. Whoever invented hearts is so fucked because I have it in for them big time.
I feel like Dane Cook. I'm walking down the street, in the rain, and I come across that stupid house full of people and come to the realization that everyone was invited except for me. That's exactly what love is like for me, exactly.