No matter what some of "us" do, we are doomed to failure. There are those who try their hardest and succeed, thus springing them forward. Then there are those who try their hardest and... still fail. After you take enough of these hits, it becomes obvious who cannot figure out the jigsaw puzzle, so to speak. Well, I'm one of those. Life has been nothing but constant failure. I'm not made for school environment, nor can I stand the work culture that I have had a small taste of. Not that anyone accepts people like me anyways. I'm soon going to be homeless anyway, which is a fitting end for me. Whizzling away in some god-forsaken ditch amidst the winter is the way to go, I guess.

I must have done some truly terrible things in my previous life. My only hope in here left me psychically about a year ago. Well, I hope things are better for her. Maybe with a nice husband, not with a bum like me. Yeah, that's what I still want.