I f****** hate my life,I consider blowing my head off every day,I bought the gun to do it several months ago.Happy people make me sick.Ive been dealing with depression aince i was 16,its just gotten worse over the years,im 31 now.Ive never experienced true love and doubt that I ever will,apparently im not worthy of being loved,my own “family”doesn’t give a f*** about me.Ive been with several women(s**)but loved none of them.Every day the firt words out of my mouth are “damn,another day”Im always hoping that i will get lucky and die in my sleep,never happens.So…here’s to another f****** miserable day of my life about to start
