Official

I'm 100% positive that I could never be proud & just tell the world how good things are and how happy I've been. Because once it's been said everything comes crashing down. I've literally woken up every day praying that this day would never come. But with my luck, it happened. It's as if you just wanted to show me how happy I could be & said yup, well I'm not going to let you be this happy. You don't deserve it because "you're a bad person & you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I want you to know that." I guess what makes it hurt more, is all the hope I had this time. How I reassured myself that this time is different & that my theory of how everytime things are so great with me that means something bad is going to happen isn't the case this time. But, I spoke to soon. It's exactly what it was. 

Guess this is what I deserve. Guess I was just an ignorant fool to believe that someone like me deserved the best.