Just, fuck, I'm even fucking cutting again, I feel so fucking shitty and unstable. Every time I meet someone that I feel will actually like me, things fall apart. Do women just utterly hate me? Does life? I met some girl a month ago and things were going well, she even liked the parts of me I'm ashamed of. We went on a date and were making out and then a day later she broke things off because she has feelings for some cook at our college. I feel like total fucking dog shit, and my roommates all made it even worse. Why? Why the fuck does life give me hope just to destroy me? I was already miserable, why the fuck did I have to get some happiness just so I could feel even fucking worse almost immediately? I was already suicidal, at least I wasn't cutting, now I have new scars so I need to hide my arms unless I finally kill myself and end this fucking joke. I truly wish I could die, I wish my parents didn't give a fuck about me so I could kill myself free of guilt.