I hate myself

[plainagainstme]

here it comes, another depressing entry.

I hate it when someone calls me and actually wants to hang out with me, only to change their mind later because they have to get up in the morning, when I know they won't go to bed anyway.

I hate it when people make up lies to get them off the phone, when I know they just don't want him talking to me.

I hate it when someone's phone dies when we're in the middle of an important conversation and it won't do any good to call their roommate because I know they won't give the phone to him.

I hate getting ready to go somewhere and then i can't so I got ready for nothing.

I hate life.

I hate myself.

Why do I even bother?