December

Shit just never stop happening.
December is definitely not my month.
I know I should just get used to it but I'm just too weak to.
I hate myself for expecting too much.
Just when I thought people would change because they've seen my efforts, they proved me wrong.
And I'm so stupid that I keep letting the same people to fuck with my feelings and let me down.
I shouldn't have trusted them even they are the closest person to me.
I'm sick of loving people more than I do to myself but they never loved me back.
All they do is fuck me up.
And people hate me because I always carry this negative mind with me.
But the truth is, I wanted to be happy and all people do is to stop me from doing things I love which will make me happy.
Ironic, huh?
I'm just sick of everyone right now.
People just pretend to care and in fact, they're just curious.
Talking to them doesn't make me feel any better because they are all fucking fake.
And I guess I should just stop talking to anyone right now.
I will keep reading and listening to music until I'm fine.