The World...
Is it alwayslike the world has to be so depressing? Like, so many things can go wrong. I just want to escape. To break out. What are the wrongs I've done to deeserve this mental punishment? Here I have this guilt eating away at my inside. It is so difficuly, continously being confronted with fears over actions. I do these actions without thinking and then I regret them like anything. And is there anything I'm good at?? Anything at all? Coupled with this guilt is the nagging tension over the exams. Yet it seems I'm just not able to fuckin study at all. I'm a loser. I can't study, I don't have money, I can't play...