I guess I can blame myself for everything. But God didn't give me life so I can victimize myself. I guess you can say I'm still alive right now because I choose to live through the hatred. I tried and I will continue to try even if people don't like it. I feel so distant now, but I'm still trying. I wanted to stop trying because people didn't like it, but you know...why does it matter when we both wanna try? I would only stop trying if I was the only one trying...but should I stop trying? You tell me.

eff. I really don't like it when I know people don't like me but act like they do. I guess I can continue to dwell over it or go bathe my dog...yea, I'm gonna go bathe my dog. peace.