I HATE, how i was so stupid, to be there for people. To help them on their lowest. To be there for them. But when was my time. No one . everyone went away, But i dont blame them, why would anyone waste their energy and time being there for me. I hate it more, when i finally had the courage to open up to her, she just, disappeard. She didnt even thought how i would feel. She didnt gave a damm, about me. And all i can do is laugh, laugh so much that i cry. Cause the only possible reason in the universe, to justify the amount of bad things that has ever happen in my life. Is that my life is a joke That the only reason for my existence, is for people to laugh at the tragedies that happen in my life. Just like people laugh when someone falls in public