I don't know what happened...
That's not true, I know what happened...I saw it, felt it what happen...and I don't think I tried my best to stop it. Maybe I was just to naive or just too god-damned hopeful to really believe it was happening. That's what my problem was...too much fucking hope and optimism and complacency. Well, that's all over with...I'm done...I've got no more hope left, no more strength, no more fucking optimism, no more anything. Now, I'm just all alone...and all I feel is anger, jealousy, and loneliness. I'm no longer the person I was before...and not in a good way. Every now and then I get blinded and forget and believe the facade that everything's okay or gonna be okay...and for a little bit...I'm nice again, I'm "happy" again...and I'm actually driven to do something good or kind...but it all so short lived...so few and far between. I'm in a downward spiral and I'm pretty positive...that no one can save me.
Now, to whoever still reads this thing...don't think that it's just you or all your fault (not saying that anyone is gonna feel that way)...it's everyone and everything...intentional or not...with a combination of great timing...or maybe even fate (though, most people in the world think we're not meant to be alone). But either way...this is my last journal entry...
This is my goodbye.
Now, to whoever still reads this thing...don't think that it's just you or all your fault (not saying that anyone is gonna feel that way)...it's everyone and everything...intentional or not...with a combination of great timing...or maybe even fate (though, most people in the world think we're not meant to be alone). But either way...this is my last journal entry...
This is my goodbye.