Depths.

I guess whatever goes around indeed comes back around. It doesn't just come back around. It comes back around and bites. Sometimes, if whatever happened is powerful enough, it would make us regret too. And I'm not quite sure regrets are the way to live a life but right now, at least for me, they seem like the only option, an option I don't want to embrace, but whatever I want is irrelevant, like it has always been. I'm not really sure I could keep going this way, it's tiring and is sucking the life out of me.

Hello there, I'm the guy who calls himself "the Earthian" for some reason.

Somehow every good thing that happens to me gets ruined and it's me who does the ruining. And with the way things are happening, with the frequency they are happening, I'm left both speechless and stunned all at the same time and not in the best of ways. Everything that I do or say comes back to haunt me and it isn't the best of things. I'm out of solutions, I'm out of questions, I'm out of answers, I'm out of words, I'm out of life, I'm out of everything that I once was full of. I guess, with enough people telling you about how imperfect you are, with enough of them telling you how worthless you are, it isn't a surprise that things have turned out this way.

Just when I think I've hit the rock bottom, I get shown that there is still a little farther down that I need to go. Egh!

Peace.