This happens at random intervals.
If I could know why, my life might just get a little easier.
Maybe this is the source of my extreme pessimism, but I don't know ♥♥♥♥. Whatever it is, it makes me feel good about being negative (and self-destructive). That should NOT be right; nobody should feel good about that, but for some odd reason I feel I do. In complete honesty I want this to end, but I rarely show that that is what I want.











