I feel like shit, there’s no right direction. Every decision I make is wrong from someone’s point of view. Continued hatred for myself. I’d like to say I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks but people come around and change that every so often.
People don’t freaking get me.
I’m not worth anyone’s time, no wonder I’ve trained myself to always hide. I fucking hate myself.
Sometimes I wish I fucking succeeded that night and rid the world of my stupid shit so that progress could be made.