Fuck it.

ugh, when will I stop feeling like this. Im happy, but then I think of it and it brings me all the way back down. Things are okay, I can't complain all that much.

but to think of everything being completely gone, I didn't think it would come to that.

And I can't help but think do you even care, do you cry? Did you cry at all. I don't think it really meant all that much. 

Why do you still treat me like this, Im gone, its gone, you have what you wanted. 

I hate my thoughts and questions and I still have no answer to anything.