LIFE SUCKS

Ugh

Everyday is basically the same, and I pretend I'm enjoying something in life. In reality, there is nothing to joy. Life isn't fun. It's misery. If there is a hell, even if I went there, how much worse could it be than the one we're living in right now? Everything that once was interesting for whatever reason seemingly became boring. Picking up girls use to be the most fun thing for my friends and I to do. After a brutal relationship, I haven't even really tried. In fact, I don't think I can anymore. Whatever the reason is why, I don't think girls find me charming or even that attractive for whatever reason anymore. Currently, I go to college, seeking a stupid degree for a stupid job that I most likely won't even get, because my effort is sub-par when it comes to school. In the meantime I work at another stupid job and I am around depressed people 24/7. Instead of working there, I probably should be them. But the last time I admitted I had depression, nothing worked out well. I felt the same, so what's the point? No matter how many times you cry wolf, nothing is going to chance 180. Life, for whatever horrible reason, doesn't work out that way. It's a pure misery, and sadly enough, I have at least 80 percent of it, if not something happens, to go. Pfft...