Am i being selfish? I don't know what to do anymore. I hate living at home. Everytime i'm here i get depressed. My boyfriend and i will most likely be living together by the end of this week, seeing that i'm going to get kicked out of here anyway. I just wish that someone cares. Why is it that people care about children more than they care about adults? I don't get that. If someone neglets a child it's like this sin but if no one finds out and that child grows up it's suddenly too bad get over it. I can't stand my life. I feel like i'm just pretending to live from day to day. I just want to stair off into space. where is the happness? Why are we in this world if we aren't going to be happy? I don't get it. I must be somewhere out there. but then there is this voice deep down inside telling me that i'm just kidding myself. That this is it. There is no happiness. I don't think i was supposed to be in this world. It doesn't make sense if i was. Why do i have to carry all of this suffering. I always usesd to try to tell myself it would be for some good in the end, but I see now that's not true.