I don’t get how good things always happen to those who least deserve it. I swear I have the worst luck with everything. Maybe it’s just my mindset or something, but nothing good ever happens and if it does, it’s gone real quick. And that goes for everything. It’s really true when they say that the people who have felt the most pain, also have the most beautiful smile. I’ve learned so much these past couple years, and I’ve only gotten a glimpse of how cold this world can really be. I’m scared to let people in, and to let them get close to me, because in the back of my mind I always think that they’re just gunna up and leave one day and not look back.. Almost because I feel like I might not be good enough. But then again, why the fuck am I trying to please anyone else but myself when those people are doing the same thing? Only caring for themselves.

Eff this worlddddddddddd. 

#Vent <—- force of habit