It's what it means to be living. To want.
Who's to blame though, me? Is it my fault or is it the world's fault. I don't know so I just fucking hate both..
for me, it's like i'm cursed. like i have a written destiny, like these things were meant to happen for me and only me. i have the worst luck ever. so bad thing after bad thimg after bad thing after bad thing.
yet after each bad thing, i blindlessly hoped and expected for happiness, and with each opportunity of it that came into life, i invested emotionally into things like a broken person i am, hoping it stays and lasts this one time.
for me, its my fault. i never learn. It's like im asking for my own suffering.
Sorry about you're misfortunes. you're definitely better than me honestly. hope things go you're way in the future.