Unsaid

No, I'm not happy today. No, I'm not okay. I doubt I'll ever be okay. Yes, I need help. Please help me.

...Honestly, sometimes I really want help, but I wouldn't ever want to burden anyone with my problems. Blogging usually helps. I'm so fucking unhappy with everything about myself and my life. I am pretty much useless and fucking stupid. I might as well end things now because God knows that I can't make it in life. I'd probably have to resort to horrible, horrible things just to get by in life. I'm pretty much fucked, yeah.

Anyway, today we (I shant specify whom) had a long, long, long talk about people and their actions and the drama that seems to be hidden so deep into false friendships. I honestly wish that for just one day, everyone would say all that they mean. Fuck, what has this world come to? I don't even know anymore. God. I guess we all pretty much are all alone in the world. How fucking sad is that? It's a motherfucking tragedy.

Time is ticking away faster than I anticipated.