Why?

Why is life so difficult? 

Why is life so complicated?

Why can't everything just be wonderful?

Why do people have to feel pain?

Why must people cry?

I think every answer to those questions is... Human Kind. 

People in this world are just so focused upon themselves and uncaring of others. And the ones that are loving and caring get shoved around by the evil people in this world.

I may not be the nicest person in the world, but I have good intentions and I care about people. It's just that sometimes it's so hard to care about people when they make it so easy to hate them.

People are cruel, vial creatures. And like any creature, they are not easy to tame. That's how we get rapists, murders and psychopaths. 

I don't care what ANYONE says. I am a good person. Most of what I do is for good intentions and I never try to hurt people, unless they absolutely deserve it. 

It just really upsets me that people say I'm this and that, and say horrible things about me. I hate when people try to tell ME who I am. It's like only I can know that, you don't know what I'm thinking or how I feel. I swear it's like people think they KNOW me. Nobody truly knows me, not even myself....

Sometimes I just want to be like, "Fuck everybody, fuck caring, just fuck everything." It just gets so difficult to deal with living sometimes. (Trust me I'm not suicidal or anything) but why can't everything be okay? Why can't I be happy? Why is it so difficult to achieve this? 

Disney really fucks with kids heads, I'll tell you that. The fucking Cinderella Story never happens. Sure maybe things at first seem like a fairy tale and seem almost surreal. But you just wait and see, I bet you something will royally screw it up. 

Nothing ever seems to work out the way you want it to. It almost seems like for me, when something is going amazingly good,  just out of nowhere something totally destroys it and fucks it up to no end, but I guess that's just how life works... But why?...

I could ask why all day long, but no matter how much I ask that I'm not going to know why, I just gotta accept life for as it is, or get out. (and the second one isn't an option.)

Everyday I try to make the best out of every situation, but I always just come back to looking at all the horrible stuff and realizing how much I really hate this world. I hate being like that....

I don't even feel like writing anymore so I'm done for now.

♥, Katie Crowe