Random Self-Quarrells and arguments.

Yup

I don't get it.
Everything that's going on is good. Great even.
Yet I can't manage to smile.
You know... really smile.
I feel like deep down I'm still the same piece of shit I used to be. The same piece of shit that can't say what he means to, do what he wants to, or act like he wants to. I'm just a slave to the game. My parents are always trying to help, and their help is always putting me down.
I hate this fucking circle we go around and around and around in. It's stupid.