Every day is like hell.
Every day is harder and harder to wake up to. Sometimes, I just don't want to wake up at all. I've barely slept, and yet the nightmares have engraved themselves so well into my sleep that shutting my eyes is out of the question. And nothing's changed. That's the worst part; feeling like everything I did was pointless. It all seemed so amazing, and then one day, you wake up and realize that everything that was great was a facade. I'm starting to have a real loathing for people. Nobody's genuine anymore; nobody gives as much as they get, or tries as much as they're tried for. It feels like everyone else is just out for themselves; so when you're out for someone else, what do you do? Odds are, you run into someone that's just out for themselves, whether they seem to be or not. Eventually, you get to a spot where a tough decision has to be made on both ends, and odds are good that they'll be looking out for themselves while you get shafted regardless of the choice you make. In the end, when you're not looking out for yourself, you always get burned. And that's why every day is like hell.