Gah. I’m so unhappy with my life and there doesn’t seem anything I can do to turn it around. With all the crap going on in my life I wanna just run away and live far far far away. Ik this is stupid and I can’t survive by myself. I always imagine scenarios and stuff. Always. My life is frikin based on scenarios, wishful thinking and my imagination! Why do the people around me seem to never let me be happy ?! And it’s people I can’t just cut off from my life. Unless I run away. Kill them. Or die.