nothing is working out.
i guess i deserve it.
fuck. i know by the end of this week my face will be red and raw. especially my cheeks.
i hate self pity, but i can't help it.
why doesn't anyone like me.
i'm losing so much more trust in people again.
i think i did a good job of faking happiness today. it worked for a while. i tricked myself i was happy. then towards the end again, i had to constantly force myself to be normal. "normal".
fuck.