Fuck my life

Sometimes when I listen to a song, it apparently brings me comfort, albeit that comfort is a false sense that only lasts for a moment...fuck my life. People never appreciated me, but just like them, I could die an instant, by tragic event; fuck my life. I have suddenly realized, after getting a fresh start, after realizing why I've been feeling the way I've been, that I actually am a failure. I haven't achieved anything, really. I can only try. We as humans can only try, but to get anywhere is a different story. People have been jealous of me, but I never got the chance to prove to them that I am someone to be jealous about. Life is constantly falling apart it seems.

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