Happy fucking new year

And thus ends what may be the worst year of my life. I wonder what misery awaits me in the coming year?

Fuck. I just feel like saying fuck. What the fuck is with some people? You could think you're best friends with someone, but then they cut off all communications with you, and make no attempt whatsoever to see you in what little time you may be in town. Maybe it's for the best. If she doesn't give a fuck about me, then maybe it's about time to hate life again and give up all hope. Once again I have nothing and no one to live for. I'm not saying I'm willing to take my own life, but if someone said that I would die tomorrow, I would be ready. There's nothing left in this world to cling on to...I've already been at the top and fallen, and I've ruined enough lives already.

Maybe something will cheer me up soon, maybe I'll find something worth living for again.

Listening to... Snapcase - Twentieth Nervous Breakdown