fuc.king hate myself.

You know.. if you just waited to put me in the position where I am super important to you, I could finally have the guts to disappear. But no. Instead I have someone who once again really fuc.king adores me and I have to look at myself and say, "Well, it'd be cruel to steal away their happiness. I guess you've found another excuse to live on you dirt bag." Next time it comes to everyone's attention that I'm worthless I'm booking my reservations in Hell.