They tell you to believe.
I was told all my life to believe and work hard. Yet every time I believe in something it’s crashes and doesn’t exist. Every time I work hard nothing comes of it. I believe that people care. They don’t. I believe that life is going to get better. It only get worse by the day. I worked for school. Where did that leave me? In debt, with loans about to begin. I worked at attempting to rekindle a relationship with my family where did that leave me? On the streets. I worked at getting a job. Where am I now. Not getting paid for three weeks and having no means of transportation. I believe in people but they always let me down. I believe people will care about my feelings and health. Nope. Every time people fuck me over and forget about me. So I wonder why I have no “real” friends. In turn the answer is so simple. No one actually cares. So I’m done letting people close to me.