I hate guys. They suck. You can't win. I don't want to play hard to get, so I try to talk to you without seeming desperate. I like hanging out with you, I have a good time with you, I wanna keep having a good time with you. I thought you felt the same way, but I guess I fell for some stupid tricks again.
This will be me, throwing in the towel now. I'm waving my white flag and all of that. I can't win. I get it. Whatever. I keep telling myself not to bother with it all. But I do. And I fool myself into getting hurt some more.
People that tell you one day things will be better are full of shit. Not everyone gets their happy ending. What's the point of it all any way? Even if you do find someone, they're just gonna fuck it somehow. Why waste time on that? Life is just stupid, I swear. What the hell is the point of it all? It seems like all you do in life is try and dodge bad shit from happening but then something else bites you in the ass. It's stupid, really.
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