Fuck this day. Scratch that: fuck this entire existence. My life is sad, desolate, and pointless. There’s no point in trying to salvage any of this shit. I. Am. Done. So fucking done! Why can’t anything be fair for once? Why does it seem like some people are entitled to more happiness than others? I know I need to try focusing on gratitude, but what the fucking hell do I have to be grateful for? Yes, I have things keeping me alive, but it’s like I’m on life support and being forced to endure an existence that is nothing but suffering.
