I don’t like…. Humans. I can’t talk to my girlfriend about anything. Hell, she’s part of the “problem”, I guess. I don’t mean she’s causing my depression or I’m not happy with her, but I always feel uneasy about things and I moved my whole life 3,000 miles away for her and I just don’t have anything here. There wasn’t anything for me in California, either, but at least I was home. Anyway, I can’t talk to her. She has enough problems (just found out her mom has cancer). I can’t talk to my parents, hell they talk to me about their problems more than anything else. I can’t talk to friends…. Because I don’t have any.
I live my life on the internet where I surround myself with a bunch of petty assholes (not you guys). I’m never going to like… people. I just have no reason to be around anyone. With every day I hate the world more and more.
I just can't explain why that uncertain feeling is still here in my brain.