I need this.

I need to push myself. I need to keep going. I need to be positive. I need to be happy. Let's rephrase that. I need to try to be happy. Fake it till you make it right? There's no other way to do it. If I keep pretending to be happy I'll end up being happy one day right? Or what if not? Well, there's no other way to find out than to try it out. I have to surround myself with happy people. With people that care about me. That want the best of me. I know I have people like that in my life. The problem is: They're not fucking here around me. How are some people happy by themselves?

I have never been a loner, I love to be surrounded by people, I love to give them advice on how they can better their lives. On how amazing they're or how amazing they can be. But when it comes to giving advice to myself it's so fucking hard. It's a fucking struggle.

Your own life it's like a fucking balance, when everything in your life it's going great, you're happy. When something it's fucked up, I feel everything else comes down.

I do curse a lot. Mmm.. fuck it. It relieves my stress. Fucking cunts. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

You all have a nice fucking day. Fuck you all.