Disappointment and Frustration

There are days where getting out of bed is just not worth the time or effort. Try and try and try again and no matter what I'm bound to f*$k up. The plain and simple easy are always the hardest things to do. Misery and failure are my closest friends. My consistent ability to not get it right is the only consistency I have. I seriously hate life. Why exist when each time you think you have learned you go back and make the same damned mistake again? My life is the biggest waste of time. I am taking up some intelligent person's oxygen. I'm angry and unhappy and tired, I never get to get it right.