Here I am. Again.

And that is why I hate myself so much.

Because I just don't learn.

Yeah, I know, I'm daddy's little princess, and all... And when I was a kid I got a lot of stuff (toys) but it didn't fill me. I was searching more. Maybe kindness... Warmth... I dunno..

Still those things follow me.

I always have to get something, even though I haven't figured out the whole situation (meaning I might be sad/depressed about something, and that would be the reason to want something new)

I hate when I'm greedy, thought I'm not.. or that's what I feel.

I always fuck up everything.. With my family, friends and relationship.. Even with my pets.
Yeah.. How fucked up can I be.

I just have to learn it the hard way.