I fucking hate my life... Why is it I am never good enough for anything? If something good happens, then it is too good to be ture... And as it happen usually when something is too good to be true, it is just that... I knew I didn't deserve any of the good things I was getting... Because if I did... then why did I lose everything? Like I said, I guess I am just not good enough... Because I tried with the best of me... and it wasn't enough. Is this just a phase? If it is then it comes too often... Like a story of my life... I thought things could be different for me... At least once... I was dumb to think that. Just by looking at the rest of my life I should have realized that it doesn't work that way. But I just had to try, and I got burned. I'd say, "oh well." But that isn't going to make it better.. It will rot inside me, and no one will care... When no one cares, it is like adding water to anything that is dead, it immenses decay that much faster...