Everytime I am actually having a good time in life, something comes by to ruin everything. It is common knowledge that life is all one big test, and so far, I think I'm failing. However, I really don't care.
My body is literally an empty shell. Sometimes I wonder whether blood is even running though my veins, if I even have any internal organs. It is as if my body is running on hopeful interactions with people I wish would make me happy. It doesn't work out that way though.
Nothing ever works out my way.
♥ 8:37 AM