Bossun

Been very emotional these past weeks, up to this day. I thought the changing of the year would eventually make me more hopeful and happy, and productive but no.

You're the only one who could keep me from my irrational thinking, when we talk, you make me happy I tend to forget all my worries. I don't mean we need to keep talking every minute, 24/7. That can't be possible. We have our own lives and I'm thankful enough for you being there when I needed you. It's enough that I get to taste a little of that happiness with you around.

Yea

Hi. Fuck you.

New Year, Same me

It's already 2018.

I thought it would be different.
I thought I'd be able to become positive about everything
But it's still the same.
I still feel sad over my life
I am a wreck
I feel conscious of my fat body
I don't have a job
I am still the same fucking useless I have always been.

I hate myself.