Like anytime I am something fucks up shortly after. It’s like the universe won’t let me stay happy in the moment and just leave it at that, something bad has to happen afterwards. They say the clouds are temporary but so far in my life it’s been the good shit that’s been temporary. Either that or I’ll think something good is about to happen and it just falls flat, on some false hope shit.

I’m not superstitious but I feel cursed sometimes, like some sadistic fuck decided to put a hex on me and fuck up any slight chance of happiness I may have. Is a life like that worth living? Hell no.