Still lonely, still sad, just maybe 10x more mad. I fucking hate being broke, I hate not having someone special in my life and I hate who I am right now!! I've got so much I could do but I can never focus or remember long enough to keep going at it. I feel like a failure...I just wish there was something I could do to fix it. I mean yes I have somethings that are good. I got a job, a new 3DS with my own money, I have great friends of which I love dearly. But why do I still feel so much hate and disgust? Who knows...some great poetry may come of this...and maybe it'll be enough to calm me. But I don't even know. I'm stressing over nothing whic