I'm so fucking tired of all this bullshit. I feel like a fucking sheep half the time. All the time spent trying to make my life better, trying to be happier. It's useless when I know I'm going to end up killing myself somewhere down the line. There's no point to any of it, and I just can't take being either really angry or suicidal. People make me sick and I just want to kill half of them. There's no one I hate more, however, than myself. And it's just so infuriating knowing that the thing that most often stands in the way of your happiness is yourself! I can't fucking take it. I still haven't decided if I'm going to kill myself tonight or not, but one thing's for certain: I'm fucking done with the world