WHY

I don't get why I write in this stupid FUCKING blog. It's nothing like anyone reads the stupid FUCKING words that I write; Unless I show them. Why the FUCK do I do what I do. What the FUCK is wrong with me. Why the FUCK do I do the stupid shit that I do. Why the FUCK do people treat me as I'm stupid. I am NOT FUCKING stupid. It's a facade put on by myself on accident. I do not want to come off as STUPID. But why do I make myself come off stupid, and naive. I am just agreeable.
I hate myself, easily said. The stupid decisions I happen to make, the FUCKING shit I do that can be called unacceptable. When can I be CORRECT, for one FUCKING time?
Why the FUCK am I so sad right now? I FUCKING know why. Why the FUCK is my life filled with problems. When in my life will the problems be reduced. Why is everything revolved around some kind of FUCKING problem. Life is not suppose to be composed completely of PROBLEMS. But how about a goddamn FUCKING break. It's driving me to FUCKING insanity.

Bye.