my life’s a joke. i’m a joke. i don’t really think i need to have friends or socialize but at the same time, living every day with loneliness kinda s****. i try to look for friends on the internet. i try to look for people who can sympathize with my problems. but honestly, i don’t really want to have someone who understands and sympathizes with me. people call me crazy. i am. people say i’m dramatizing everything just because i’m lazy and irresponsible. maybe that’s the case. but i just can’t take it when people say i don’t have real problems. my personality’s the problem. the way i approach and feel things is the problem. my outlook on life is the problem. i AM the problem.

why can’t i just f****** die painlessly? i’m such a burden to everyone around me.