I no longer have the means to stay positive.
I'm sorry I never finished school early and skipped grades and went to a university. Sorry that I haven't memorized a bunch of trivial knowledge from books. Sorry I don't masochistically work at whatever I do just to put myself above others. Sorry that the only thing my life involves is work and conversations, which even I manage to fuck up.
Sorry I'm just a pretty face with no brain, born in a small town where it doesn't do me any good; trying to act like a human being that might deserve friends.
I'm not dumb enough to say that the universe hates me. But people sure seem to, and I can't find out why.
I'm done trying.