Once again I’m sitting here alone in my room crying. Living is misery. Every time I try to succeed at something it always ends in failure. I have always been alone. No one wants me. What is the point of living if your like is like this. no happiness, just pain misery. and depression. There is nothing good in life. Life is hell. There are 24 hours a day and it is 24 hour torment 365 times a year. Fuck life. But why do I continue living. I am essentially takin up space. My life has no meaning, my life never had any meaning. Ive never have and never will mean anything to anyone. I don’t even mean anything to myself. But why do continue living? Why do I continue living in 24/7 torment?