WhatTheFuckEver.

I find myself to be a very bad person. Not because I do bad things, but because I always seem to fuck things up. I can't even hold friendships anymore. Hell, I can't even MAKE friends anymore. It's okay though, in the end, I have myself. Why should I even try to make friends or get close to anyone? In the end I'm going to hurt them, or myself. That's just how it's always been. I'm not going to be with anyone if all I do is fuck things up. So whatever. I'm over it.

Maybe I was doomed from the start. I never really had many friends. When I did have friends, it took so much to keep them happy. There's that word again, I really hate it now. Happy. Fuck off. Why is it that other people can be happy, but I can't. I try my very fucking best, but I just can't seem to stay happy. Why do I care anymore? I don't understand it.

I try to be a good person.

All the time.

But maybe I shouldn't be.

Other people act like cunt's all the time, and they seem to be happy.

Maybe if I did that, I'd be happy too.

Maybe I should start playing head games.

Fucking with people.

Making other people cry.

Maybe for one time in my life, I could be the heart-breaker.

But what would that make me? I could never be the type of person that hurts people. I care too much, and that's my down fall. 

More then half of the people I care about, couldn't care less if I was happy.

Fuck it.

Goodnight.