I’ve come to the conclusion…
I’m really going to die alone. I can’t deal with the frustration of not being able to trust another guy again but at the same time I still long for that kind of love and bliss again… I just don’t think it’s going to happen.
This world is
bullshit. this world is nothing but bullshit. there’ll be more bullshit to come today and for the rest of eternity. every time something good happens, I get knocked back even further than before. I can’t catch a break, and if I do? I can’t enjoy it because I know that there’s about to be something bad to counteract it. every. fucking. time.
i miss you