
quick question. Why the FUCK can't I be happy? What the HELL does fate, destiny, whatever the fuck you want to call it have against me? I swear sometimes I really fuckin hate life. I swear to GOD, I'm the FUCKING PROOF that nice guys finish LAST. Fuckin BULLSHIT.
and if all else fails you can always kill yourself. but hopefully you're not that bad off. cause that's just silly talk...