Bitter.

My friend the other day asked who I liked, and I couldn't say.
Why? Because if it isn't painstakingly obvious, I'm bitter as fuck.
I like a few people, but it really doesn't matter. Every other day I realize they either don't like me, or just don't give a fuck so I don't even know why I try liking anybody.
It's also kinda pointless to tell anybody because nothing's going to happen. I'm so angry at everyone that nothing could happen at all with anybody.
I'm just gonna have to sit here and be bitter for a few months.
Bleh.