It's one thing after another after another!! How is this fair. What have I done? Is there just a bunch of us out there that life thinks it's fun to just hand **** to constantly. Look at me, I'm even making it out like I'm an unlucky one. Like everything that keeps happening to me is the end of the world and incredibly bad. But, compared to a lot, it's not.
But, I hate it. I can't help but not. I'm fed up of all the blows and set backs. I get my hopes up slightly about one little thing and two things come crashing down on me. It's that saying isn't it... one step forward, two steps back.
I've lost hope. I don't care. I don't want any hope back anymore because I don't believe in it. I don't believe in hope, I don't trust and I don't care.
I'm. Fed. Up!

Right now I'd love to have a good old fashioned hissy fit and scream and stomp my feet and yell and cry. But, what's that gonna do. Have my dad yell at me and worse and it will not make any difference whatsoever but to make things worse.



edit: two seconds after I post this and things have got worse... typical, eh?