What’s the point of me even trying anymore? I fuck up at everything that I do. I’m not getting anywhere in life. I feel completely useless. Nothing ever goes right in my life. I just feel like a side character in my own life. And it only seems to be getting worse as the days go on. I’m just so tired. 

I just know that if I didn’t have all the fucking problems that I can’t fix, I would be so fucking happy. I’m so sick and tired of being stuck in this body. I’m tired of crying to the point of having no more tears left. I just want to sleep forever. That’s the only place that I’m happy.