I hate life. No really. I HATE life. Everyday that goes by I put on a brave face and pretend like nothing’s wrong. I’m a horrible person and this last month I’ve just fucked up so much. If I could redo it all again I would in a heartbeat. Normally I can just manage when things are like this, but right now there’s just too many fucked up situations that are bringing me down; I can’t handle it. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to handle it for either. Everything is getting worse. The nights on my own are unbearable and the day time is not much better. I don’t know how long I can hold out for any more.