3am 
Can't sleep. 
Can't think. 
Life is too pointless right now. 
I will never be happy anyway. 
Why the fuck am I still here. 
Feels almost like I have masochistic tendencies for making myself push through life. 

Like wtf. Each day just keeps getting worse. 
I thought yesterday was bad. Was told "it will get better".
Guess what? It got worse! Awesome.