Was happy

I had a good night, drank had fun. Whatever, was fun.

Now I feel like crap

Nothing special

No one will ever want me, love me.

It's how I feel so please don't make me feel better about this. I just feel like, because I'm "damaged goods" that no one will ever want me again. Simple as that, I'm un-loveable and at this moment I'm alright with that, because it means I'll never get hurt again - no one will ever get that close to me AGAIN - close enough to break my heart. I'm going to start keeping those walls up again so I won't get hurt. Simple, easy painless. Just like the death I hope for myself.