I have been observing and after clinging on for so long to the hope that things will take a turn for the better, I finally let myself believe that everything in my life is meant to go awry. People will think the worst of your good intentions. They are too quick to judge. We are all merciless creatures. And "good days" never last. Bad days feel like forever. Home doesn't even feel like home anymore. School is just another place that drives me crazy. I will never be good enough in so many ways. And I will always always feel terrible about myself.
