“This stuff always seems to happen to you”-A.Schaffer
Yes. Yes it does. Why? I have NO FUCKING CLUE.
Do I invite it?
Maybe I’m working off some bad karma from a previous life.
My “love life” (and that’s being very generous) always seems to be an absolute and complete utterly dismal crap-tastic FAIL. I should just put a picture of my psyche on fail blog so at least maybe some people get a laugh out of it.
This may read as incredibly emo and sad but I’m not whining about it. I don’t wanna die or give up and I definitely don’t want to write a sad poem about it in my journal. I’m just fucking pissed. Don’t I ever get a fucking break?
