I've come to the conclusion that if I want to be happy, my friends have to suffer.
Literally every. singe. time. in the past years of knowing them, every time I'm even slightly happy, something bad happens in their life.
For example, awhile back, I was just feeling a bit up for whatever reason and I go to school the next day and turns out that 2 of my 4 friends now hate each other because of big legal issue that happened the night before, when I was happy.
Recently, I've been crushing on a girl and I felt really happy last night thinking about her and now a rumor is going around about another one of my friends that she recently fucked her abusive ex and now they both have an std.
why do I even fucking try anymore
everything I do to bring joy into my own life, something bad happens to my friends. This has happened literally everytime for as long as I can remember.
If there is a God or some sort of higher power out there, what the fuck did I do to deserve this












