Every once in a while, things start to look up. Like things are going to go according to plan, or at the very least, not horribly wrong. It's a good feeling, but apparently I cling to it too much, because the second things don't go the way they should, or something unexpected happens, I completely break down.
It seems like no matter how hard I try, everything goes wrong. I try to stay positive and make things work, but it just doesn't. Instead, everything goes all wrong at the same time.
I'm frustrated and upset and all I can seem to do lately is cry because I'm running out of ideas. I'm a basket case. I can't concentrate on anything.
I fucking hate it.
It seems like no matter how hard I try, everything goes wrong. I try to stay positive and make things work, but it just doesn't. Instead, everything goes all wrong at the same time.
I'm frustrated and upset and all I can seem to do lately is cry because I'm running out of ideas. I'm a basket case. I can't concentrate on anything.
I fucking hate it.