Life seems so worthless. I try to do things to give myself a serve if purpose, but they just end up being a disappointment. Grass is always greener on the other side they say, but I've been watering my lawn all summer, so why is it dead?
I can't take it anymore. I really, really can't. What's the point? Life's never been fair and it never will be. No matter what, I'm going to be miserable. So why try?