I am sick of this.
I am sick of falling for people.
And then screwing it up.
I am sick of thinking things are going good.
I am sick of it all going downhill soon afterwards.

I am a screw up.
I am worthless.
What's the point anymore?
I give up. I actually do.
I probably spend more time being depressed.
Than I do being happy, when it comes to love shit.

Goodbye, ignore this :( post, I'll pretend to be happy tomorrow.