I ruin everything. I hate the way I am.

I’m a terrible fucking person. I hate myself. I’m making the same mistakes I made a while ago. I thought I was winning but now this fucking sucks. Music is all I have. I’m starting to remember that. I have no idea why I thought that would change. I’m sorry.

Sitting at a Starbucks for 30 minutes drinking coffee thinking what to text this girl.

Stressed

I have never been this close to just dropping it all and giving up.