hate my life

I hate my life! Everything in it!

What's the point of keep hoping for something that will never happen?

Nothing went well. It's not important any more.

Well, that's not true.

I really should sort out priorities.

So tired and still got work to do.

Life is miserable and no one will understand.

Am I only dreaming?

I talk a lot doesn't mean I know what I'm talking about.

Where are those negative feelings come from?

It lasts for a while. It's not going to end well.

Should I change the way of thinking? Just stay postive for no reason?

Be happy anyway.

I'm fine, I said it to myself a lot but didn't mean it once.

And I'm not happy.

I don't understand myself even.

Hate being me.

What's wrong? Well, just nothing is right.

I need bad feeling outlet.

Life is so hard.

Life really is a bitch until you die.