Fuck

I really fucking hate days like this one started, continued, and ended up being.
Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking, how arrogant could you be to believe that dragging them half way across the country, to a place where they only know you, would make them happy..
They came though... to be here
With me.
Inadvertently creating this sometimes suffocating feeling of total failure in my ability to make ANYONE happy, let alone two of the only people that really matter in my chaotic black hole of a life.

I won't stop though, in hopes that one day I will succeed, that I will be able to be the inspiration that sparks happy in them.

One day!