I'm really fucking depressed. Nobody in my life sees that though, because I don't let them. They think I'm hunky dory, and fine, but all they really need to do is look at me, and then they'll see I'm crying out for help. I don't really know why I'm wanting help so badly though, I know for a fact there aren't enough people around who actually care to help me. Why oh why must I try to make something of my life, whether it be relationship wise or anything else? Because it's really pointless doing so, because no matter what I do I lose it. I'm sick of trying, in fact I'm not going to try any more. I'm just going stop, I'm just going to give up. I'm not going to bother trying to give myself anything nice, or anything worthwhile. All I'm going to do is work at college. Nothing more, nothing less. Screw trying just to have it taken away.