I'm the best!

At making a mess of things.

Fuuuuh. I don't even feel sad anymore. I just feel dumb. Wow. All this time, I thought I knew. But I didn't know shit.

Maybe, I should start to question everything. Everything in the back of my mind. I hate this fucking mind. I always think of shit, that shouldn't matter. Then I make it matter. Whatthefuck.

Wow. I feel so, shitty. Woooooooooow. This has got to be, a whole new low I have ever reached. I honestly don't think I've ever reached lower. I need something to cling to. Something to make me feel better.

I need a better version of myself. I need hope for the future.

So close, I can feel it. But now, I'm falling back, so fast.

Waaaah.