Looking at the facts and realizing just how fucked everything is. Crying like this hurts my face.
Lol. I feel alone. Like I’ve screwed up so much with some and haven’t done enough for others. It seems that every day has something in store to bring me down. It seems I don’t have many people to talk to anymore, and the ones I can, I can’t tell them what’s wrong. Because theyre the problem. My feelings take over and I’m last to forget. They don’t seem to go away. Im.. lost.
I can’t do anything anymore. Nothing makes me happy and life is passing me by. Noone even gives a shit at all. I cant even be unhappy because the only person I can talk to about anything, has no interest. I can’t do this anymore, and I don’t want to.
Sigh. I’m tired. Tired of the vicious circle I call my life. Tired of being roughly the only kid who’s never spent all the time of his life sober. I’m tired of seeing you every day, knowing I can’t have you. Of fucking up every potential relationship otherwise. I’m tired of the thoughts that run through my mind every waking moment of every waking day. Don’t think “Friend zone” has ever appeared this much. I want to be happy. And dont know how to do it. I. Am. Tired.
