Dear Diary,
I hate living, waking up in the mornings having to face the next day, waking up to pain, responsibilites, waking up to people that persistently disappoint me,being completely and utterly unhappy,sad,depressed, etc...
My unhappiness has backlash on other people, usually the people that are responsibile for it, and they're just in confusion when I don't wanna talk, see, or have any association with them at all. How did I become the bad guy when I just wanna be alone, to heal, and possibly resurrect my mental stability?
Is it such an evil thing to just want alone time?
Sorry I don't wanna talk rightnow?
Sorry I don't really care how bad it hurts when you broke me first.
Sorry you're too blind to see that you're the "cold" one, you're the "asshole", and you still have the audacity to act like I'm the one in the wrong.