I really did it today. I let my frustration and stress get to me. I was an asshole to everyone today, and for what? For some selfish reasons they aren't even a part of? Because I had to work from opening till close because of how busy we were? Am I that selfish and insensitive? I pissed off a customer today, I was borderline growling and yelling in the store, and I practically barked at my own mother for a moment because of a minor thing.

I also found out one of my co-workers, who I thought was really cute, is actually crushing on another one of my co-workers, so that's now completely ruined. I had hope before because she actually paid attention to me in the store, and laughs at almost every joke I crack, no matter how bad, or even if I wasn't trying to be funny, she'd still laugh. But I guess it was too good to be true. It'll never happen for me. It just won't. It's not part of the universe's plan. All I can do is watch and weep. That's why I write romantic fanfiction. It's all I have. It's the only way I can try to fill this void in my heart to love someone. I just want to hold a girl in my arms, and know she likes me in return. But I guess I'll never be able to do that.

Besides, after today, I can't imagine anyone even remotely likes me. Everyone hates me today. I took my anger and frustration out on everyone today, friends, family, or otherwise. I deserve it.

At least my pillow will never leave me.

What is wrong with me? Now I'm just angry at myself for being such an insufferable bastard. I let my emotions get the best of me.

Why am I like this? Am I a nice person? Am I?

No, I'm not. Deep down, I'm a piece of shit. I mean really. I am. I'm selfish, mean, and bring about a stressful aura wherever I go, it seems.

Maybe it's better for the rest of the world if I just keep to myself. So I can't anger other people with my own frustrations. If I keep to myself, I can't cause harm right? I'm safe... and everyone else is safe.

Maybe for the betterment if of the world, I should just be alone.