I swear my friends are no help to me at all when I need them. Only like one. thanks. but he ends up venting to me and me helping him. I’m just going to hold my feelings back as usual. Whatever. I’m used to it. I don’t think I need to let them out. Things would get bad to worse as usual. Nothing ever good comes out of it.
Nothing works out for me, ever. Right when everything goes right, everything goes wrong. Coincidence? Doubt it. Whatever. I’m really close to giving up everything. Thinking positive for everything isn’t worth it when it’s just a bunch of bullshit in the end.