Why is that I keep getting shit on? I mean, I'm not a bad person. I don't hurt people, it's quite the opposite...people hurt me. I guess I'm just labeled as a person who is supposed to have bad things happen to him no matter how hard he tries to get something good in life. My life could be worse, true, but what I'm dealing with sucks. I just hope something good comes along and when it does, it doesn't stab me in the face and it smiles as it asks me if I'm ok.
Ok, that was the first depressing/pathetic post.
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