Annelid's blog: "Ramblings,thoughts and assorted stuff"

So today I came to a realization. There is no point. Everything is meaningless. As much as I try to put up a front or a smile or even a semi positive attitude,it's all for naught. I have the reverse midas touch.Everything I touch turns to schiesse. It's always been like this and it will always continue to be like that. I'm beyond sad,lonely,depressed,etc,etc,etc. I'm the goto guy. The designated driver. The big shoulder to cry on. The always listening ear. No more. Nothing ever goes right for me. I try and fail. Failure is the one constant thing with me. Failure is what I know all too well. Failure is my modus operandi. Failure is my life. I have achieved nothing. If I should disapear tomorrow... what's my legacy? I can tell you...nothing. I've accomplished nothing. I've done, nothing. I have become nothing. Or maybe I was nothing from the get go and just now I'm facing the facts. I'm a void. A black hole. A shadow. A automaton. I'm a good lil robot. I smile when needed. I laugh when it's acceptable. I'm a shell. Empty. I hate what I've become. Or what I already was. My life is spinning out of control. Plummeting to the ground at a high rate of speed. I embrace my fate. No name, No future.