I can't believe the same cheerful and lively person who always tops in academics, with a high self esteem and confidence level and never stops when it comes to producing results in fields such as arts and the one who had many friends is the same person as the idiot who fucked up his academics, is living his worst life worrying about someone who probably no longer cares anymore, has little to no friends and jerks off on a daily basis.

I doubt I would even get accepted into Uni anyways. By then I think I can safely kill myself without feeling any guilt. Like what's the point. I want a life where people can actually relate to me and listen to how I feel instead of constantly telling me how good their life is and lying to me that things will get better, when clearly everything is heading in the wrong direction. Being depressed is my personality, either accept it or fuck off. No one cares how much fun you're having in college when you clearly don't give a fuck or validate my feelings. When you invalidate my feelings by ignoring it or telling me how I shouldn't say things like that or saying that things will get better, you're contributing to the problem and you are making things worse you dumbfuck. I seriously hate it when people tell me about how good things are going for them, and when I reply: That's nice, unfortunately (insert bad thing that happened), they either straight up ignore it or continue making me feel bad by saying how great things has been going for them. Even worse, when things do get better for me they also ignore it and choose not to acknowledge it like shit please, if you do this kind of shit you don't deserve good people. 

That's my rant. Please, discuss in the comments section. I'm listening