y'know wat, i hate feeling lonely, i ahte myself and i hate thwe world. why? because all it is is a giant hypocrasy, i mean my problems arnt worht dick compared to some,i mean i have food shelter and everything else i could want or need except one thing. whyu mjust i obsess about that one thing, why musty trhattk oine thing hit me liek nothing else? why msut i wallow in this ridiculpous self loathing, knowing that itr gets me no closer to the goal i seek, why ? why do i turn to alcohol t soothe hat i already know it cannot? because im weak, dont take thuis for self pity, for i have none to spare for myself, fior i known what i need for my salvation and do nothing for uit other thamn whinge, piss and moan, which again gets mew mno wqhere,. this lkonely situation has had sevearl remideis suggfestend: 1: be yourself 2: be confident 3. dont worrey about this shuit. and yaknown what? they dolntr fucking work, they're the refuge of the luckjyt, thpose who ahvbe had vicpotry handed to them on a siulver platter, those whpo can do waht i cannot with ease. yret i dont hate them,m gfor they are doing nothing but trying to help, it uis only myself i have to blame, only myself wto whom i can hold responsiblitly for this failure and only mnyself i can lay blame upon. i say nbot fucvkl my life but fuick muy cowqardice/.